by MarianBeaman | Mar 14, 2018 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, meditation, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Uncategorized
Magnolias are majestic and magnificent. I love magnolias! Magnolias usually appear in late March in north Florida, fading by June. The sensual blooms suggest both passion and fragility, turning brown as they age. These magnolias come from my daughter’s...
by MarianBeaman | Mar 7, 2018 | blog, book review, Education, Literature, Tips, Uncategorized
Why Do Writers Write? What About Writers’ Block? What is Hypergraphia? Dr. Alice Flaherty answers these questions and more as she investigates the mysteries of the writer’s mind. Both a medical doctor (MD from Harvard Medical School) and a PhD from MIT,...
by MarianBeaman | Feb 28, 2018 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Lists, Literature, Memory, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
Five is the magic number this week: I have arrived at the 5th anniversary of my blog. And as it happens in the Land of Even Numbers, this is my 400th post. Magical! In 2013 when this blog was birthed, I posted twice a week, Wednesdays and Saturdays. As writing my...
by MarianBeaman | Nov 29, 2017 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, Tips, Uncategorized
What is hygge? (pronounced HOO-GA) Think coziness! A soft blanket A book beside a crackling fire A soothing drink A lighted candle A (real!) Danish pastry A stroll alone or with friends According to lifestyle journalist Helen Russell who writes in The Year of...
by MarianBeaman | Oct 25, 2017 | blog, book review, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, Quotations, Uncategorized
Roz Chast knows about funny She uses a feeble font style Her figures have faint lines Sometimes her humor is subtle Other times blatant as a siren A New Yorker cartoonist since 1978, Chast plays her fears for laughs, taming anxiety with humor. Oy...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 20, 2017 | blog, Literature, Quotations, Tips
Where I Write My writing studio catches north light. The sun doesn’t shine brightly into my space in the morning, all the better to see my computer screen without squinting. But when I need a change, I sneak into Cliff’s art studio flooded with eastern light after he...
