Parts of Speech
Written by Shelley Plett Tuesday, 27 March 2012 14:50“The Dandelion’s pallid tube / Astonishes the grass / And winter instantly becomes / An infinite Alas. The tube uplifts a signal Bud / And then a shouting Flower / The Proclamation of the Suns / That sepulture is o’er.” —Emily Dickinson
It’s funny how quickly we forget. I am, at this very moment, seeing glimpses of blue in the sky after so many solid hours of cloud cover.
I have officially ruled out relocating to the upper northwest. I can’t imagine 220 more days in one year like the wet dark ones we’ve had here last week. And now, as I’m beginning to squint from the sunbeam through my curtains, I remember how bright things can be.
Suddenly, I’m completely psyched up for clearing my yard and replanting my...
Written by Shelley Plett Tuesday, 13 March 2012 15:15“I am often accused of being childish. I prefer to interpret that as child-like.” —Leo F. Buscaglia
We have a new picture book at home called “Princess Pretty and the Deep Dark Forest,” written by my friend and coworker Bruce Behymer. We were able to go to his first book signing and see all the little faces light up as they held tight to their shiny new book.
We read it again at bedtime that night, my daughter giving color commentary on most pages, asking me to repeat certain phrases and offering technical feedback about the page layout as she instructed me to flip back and forth between pages, soaking up every word and picture.
When we did (eventually) get to the end, she turned the book over to study the front once...
Written by Shelley Plett Tuesday, 07 February 2012 18:32“Signora, between Austria and Italy, there is a section of the Alps called the Semmering. It is an impossibly steep, very high part of the mountains. They built a train track over these Alps to connect Vienna and Venice. They built these tracks even before there was a train in existence that could make the trip. They built it because they knew some day, the train would come.” —“Under The Tuscan Sun”
Diane Lane made me buy a new pair of shoes. I debated for awhile, cussing myself for driving 30 minutes out of my way in the first place. But before this particular road trip, I had watched the movie “Under the Tuscan Sun.”
The above quote from the hopelessly charming Realtor, Martini, stuck with me. That movie is loaded with...
Written by Shelley Plett Tuesday, 24 January 2012 15:17“What I had come to love about book club (besides the fabulous desserts and free liquor) was how in hearing so many opinions about the same book, your own opinion expanded, as if you’d read the book several times instead of just once.” —Lorna Landvik
“A few years back, when I finally got smart enough to go to a therapist, she asked me how I had held things together all these years. It didn’t take long to come up with an answer. ‘That’s easy. I belong to a book club.’”
Oh, how I wish I had written that! I borrowed it from “Angry Housewives Eating Bon Bons,” the last book my club read. But it’s kind of like giving a greeting card: their words, your feelings.
I’m a proud geek of sorts, as I assume the term...
Written by Shelley Plett Tuesday, 10 January 2012 15:07“Cause you don’t know what you don’t know….” —Taylor Swift
“Well, at least it’s not 40.” These are the words I remember telling myself 10 years ago, holding onto age 29, horrified to enter the next decade. It was the only comforting thought I had to console myself. Next month, I turn 40. Looks like the joke’s on me.
The worst thing about turning 40 is that at first mention, it does sound a little old. I mean, seriously…40? Forty! But once I deal with that self-deprecating thought, I get to the only real problem I can see. I can’t go back and change anything. And given the chance, I’m pretty sure I would. So I deal with that self-deprecating thought as well and then get to the good list.
This list is more fun...
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