Housekeeping Vol. 6

I almost got rid of “housekeeping” as the title for these hodgepodge posts (it does not hit the way “skinny bits” did). But thinking about it, these posts are like sweeping out the corners of my mind. So maybe they’re aptly named. The name can stay for the time being, I guess.

My favorite wordsmith, Joan Didion the Pen Gawd, passed away mere hours after my last post. As all the writing and thinking girls posted their mini-eulogies, I considered doing the same here, but couldn’t even pretend my pen was up to the task. Maybe one day, when I’m on better terms with words, I’ll tell the love story that began with an MFA reading assignment and my bathroom floor.

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