And for those of you who don’t celebrate Christmas, best wishes for health and happiness in the future.
Over on my other blog I wrote recently about the fate of women who are lucky enough to reach older adulthood. Here, in no particular order, are some books that portray older women.
All Passion Spent by Vita Sackville-West
The Stone Angel by Margaret Laurence
The Book of Eve by Constance Beresford-Howe
As We Are Now by May Sarton
Mrs. Palfrey at the Claremont by Elizabeth Taylor
“Irina” by Mavis Gallant
Travels with My Aunt by Graham Greene
No! I Don’t Want to Join a Book Club by Virginia Ironside
Half Broken Things by Morag Joss
The Bulgari Connection by Fay Weldon
The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood
How It All Began by Penelope Lively
The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox by Maggie O’Farrell
Glass by Sam Savage
Mrs. Bridge by Evan S. Connell
Going Grey by Anne Kreamer
Balsamroot: A Memoir by Mary Clearman Blew
A Round-Heeled Woman by Jane Juska
I Remember Nothing by Nora Ephron
I Love a Broad Margin to My Life by Maxine Hong Kingston
If you have additions to this list, please put them in the comments.
I am not a morning person. But there seems to be something sacred about 4:30 AM. That’s when my best thoughts gently shake me awake.
This Thanksgiving morning greeted me with the realization of how much online existence has increased the quality of my life. We talk and read a lot about how the electronic world invades our lives and erodes our privacy, and all of that is true. Yet Facebook has allowed me to reconnect with family members whom I haven’t seen for years and to develop relationships with people from the next generation and even with their children. I now keep up with the everyday lives of people with whom I used to communicate only once a year, with the annual holiday card and newsletter. I’ve even come to know some friends of friends, people whom I never would have known if not for Facebook. Blogs and Twitter have also introduced me to people who share my interests and increase my knowledge by adding their own.
So on this holiday morning, I am thankful for all of you out there. You know who you are. Happy Thanksgiving.
Not even Thanksgiving, and yet we have our first offerings in the annual best-books-list marathon.
This is the lead-in page to Publishers Weekly’s lists:
- Top 10 Best Books of the Year
- Children’s Picture Books
- Children’s Fiction
- Children’s Nonfiction
Amazon offers lists in the following categories:
- Editors’ Top Picks
- Children’s Picture Books
- Middle Grade Books
- Teen Books
- Literature & Fiction
- Kindle Singles
And completely unrelated to this topic:
This is my 500th blog post here.
This just seemed too significant to let pass unannounced.
What’s wrong with this picture?
This post on The Unofficial Apple Weblog reminds me where I was 5 years ago today: standing in line outside a local AT&T store hoping to be one of the lucky ones to snag one of the store’s allotment of the brand new iPhones. (Fortunately, the temperature 5 years ago was nowhere near the 104 F. expected here today. And I don’t have a photo of the original iPhone, so the one pictured here is the later, 3GS, model.)
Like this TUAW blogger, I had been a devoted Palm user, although my Palm wasn’t a phone model. I had been wanting a smartphone, but nothing available was exactly the device of my dreams. As soon as I saw the descriptions of the upcoming iPhone, I knew it was what I had been waiting for.
And then the purchase of that iPhone prompted me to buy a Mac laptop. And the purchase of that laptop initiated our conversion into an all-Apple, all-the-time household.
Happy 5th birthday, iPhone.