Secret Ingredients – 6

I'm starting a new series on here about the books that influenced me growing up. These are the books that shaped my brain. Gave me my fears, values, and passions. The Julie Secret Ingredients!   Harry and The Lady Next Door by Gene Zion Harry is a dog. He has a neighbor who sings. Loudly. … Continue reading Secret Ingredients – 6

Secret Ingredients – 5

I'm starting a new series on here about the books that influenced me growing up. These are the books that shaped my brain. Gave me my fears, values, and passions. The Julie Secret Ingredients!   Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein I can hear you exhaling with love. Yep, me too. The spine is … Continue reading Secret Ingredients – 5

Secret Ingredients – 4

I'm starting a new series on here about the books that influenced me growing up. These are the books that shaped my brain. Gave me my fears, values, and passions. The Julie Secret Ingredients!   The Bible Stories chained to the laundromat bench   When I wasn't pretending the vending machine was a spaceship, I … Continue reading Secret Ingredients – 4

Secret Ingredients – 3

I'm starting a new series on here about the books that influenced me growing up. These are the books that shaped my brain. Gave me my fears, values, and passions. The Julie Secret Ingredients!   UNKNOWN POETRY BOOK   Not every ingredient is sweet or savory. Some are sour. I don't remember the name of … Continue reading Secret Ingredients – 3

Secret Ingredients – 1

I'm starting a new series on here about the books that influenced me growing up. These are the books that shaped my brain. Gave me my fears, values, and passions. The Secret Julie Ingredients! E.B. White I can remember reading The Trumpet of the Swan and being delighted over watercress sandwiches. I can remember the … Continue reading Secret Ingredients – 1

Catching Up

Penultimate - the last but one This is the penultimate post in my experiment with writing an entire first draft in public. I read on the twitters today that whistling in a theater is considered good luck because sailors were often employed as stagehands. They whistled to communicate, and their whistles kept the actors safe … Continue reading Catching Up