I’m about to have an idea. Don’t ask me how I know it, I just do, and I’m super excited about it. I’m also about to have a nephew, and my vocabulary isn’t deep enough to express how thrilled I am about his new human who is about to be my favorite human who has ever existed. I’m actually excited about a number of pending things, which shouldn’t be an unusual thing to confess, except that it is. Because it’s not just that I’m excited about things that I’m waiting for, but also that I’m actually enjoying waiting for them. And that is new.
There have been two big goals going on for me in February. One of these has been difficult to miss. For the past three weeks I’ve been blathering about my Kickstarter campaign to fund the self-publishing of my book, Swedish Lessons. If you haven’t heard about it, perhaps you have been comatose, or delivering a ring to Mordor, or temporarily living among wolves. If so — welcome back! — and here’s where you can get all caught up: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/natalieburg/swedish-lessons-a-memoir/
I was complimented to learn the other day that my friend who is a therapist uses me as an example with her patients sometimes. (Go ahead, have a laugh; I agree with you.) As it turns out, several times over the last year, she’s heard the lament from clients that they really want to be […]
In Which I Attempt to Coin the Term “Literary Swearing” A few weeks ago I posted a blog about swearing. Contrary to the teasers I posted in my Facebook and Twitter accounts, it was not about cursing. It was about swearing an oath, and it was very interesting. However. When posting those teasers I realized […]
My Baby Boomer analysis obsession begins to take form with an almost-substantial argument that my fascination has scientific basis. Or at least seems interesting.
My dog died recently. It was awful, it is still awful, and I’m not going to write about it all except as a vehicle for a rant about the things we often fill out time with that seem completely meaningless. Like, for example, writing a thank you card to someone who volunteered to help your […]
I used to consider myself a Facebook status update genius. I was quite taken by myself and my clever posts and the cascade of comments below them. I was quite the belle of my own virtual ball. And then I forgot to do updates for awhile and my glory faded and now I seem to […]