October 27, 2020
Gleanings
- This is a collection of previously unpublished short stories ranging over the earlier years of Madeleine L’Engle’s writing career, now gathered by her granddaughter.
- In these very weirdest of times, where the ordinary feels extraordinary and precious, where we are forced to be creative and innovative in navigating life in a world that presents very real challenges to our physical, emotional and spiritual health, it was a good day.
- I want to find a way to be brighter, make the best of this situation.
- Sprinkles are entirely optional, of course, but we could all use more sprinkles these days.
- As soon as I finished reading this I thought: I want to read it again.
- October here is like a painting.
- Any literary genre is open to distinctions in readers’ taste, but arguably none more so than the horror genre.
- I could have spent the afternoon reading but instead I washed my husband’s body while he braced himself on his walker, helped him back into his bed, arranged the soft flannel sheet over his legs.
- The togetherness, tradition, self-expression.
- “Sometimes in the world of people who write or people who make media there is just this expectation that everything is on the table, especially if you’re two women who make media, that we’re supposed to just share our pain and everything that’s going on in our lives but that’s not fair and it’s not true…”
- I keep telling myself, I need a winter plan, a plan to get through, no matter what. I need some new winter mantras. (Quietly, quietly).
- Did you know that there’s a whole world out there beyond Harper Collins and Penguin?
- What to do when life takes a non-peachy turn
A celebratory bouquet! You deserve the flowers. Tom, the owner of our local bookstore phoned me last evening to let me know your book had arrived. I was there this morning to pick it up. It’s sitting here smiling at me.
I am so happy to hear this! Thank you, Diane!!
Oh, and I love the Gleanings I’ve read so far. Thank you mightily for including me.