Meg had found it impossible to overcome the death of her children, as a consummate list maker she thought she had written her last list when fate brought two determined children to her door.
Recovering from a tragedy is never easy. Sometimes it feels as if it isn’t even possible. Meg was sure it wasn’t for her so she decided to deal with it as she knew how. Making a list would make it easier to finish the task.
After their father’s funeral, two sisters have to go through his stuff. They discover more about themselves, their father, and their mother in those two pages than they had their entire lives.
Jagged, shattered, fragmented shards of memory swirled, and then coalesced in her mind. Those hands. Those hands close to her son’s throat.
It was World War II and enemy bombs rained on London, England, leaving death and destruction in their path. This is the true story of a young girl during the most terrifying 24 hours of her life – separated from her family, trapped in a collapsing bomb shelter and wondering if death would be a welcome release from the pain and fear.
When Julia and Ted come up with a “cunning plan” to hatch some grouse eggs, things begin to run afoul/fowl of nature in Normandy.
In her clicky high heels, Miss Rosie Bittstaps across the floor at the Superior restaurant in Victoria, her round little bum wiggling in a 1940-esque turquoise dress with a slit up to here. She tosses her long, blonde mane, positively oozing sex appeal. My gosh, and it isn’t even martini hour yet. But that’s the real beauty of hanging out with this rising burlesque starlet — wherever she goes, whatever time it is, it’s happy hour…and I’m not talking about booze.
Darch Rhyno wonders what other parents did when his were all dressed up, “mummering” or “sandying” on their merry, dramatic way.
My first kiss was a fairy tale, emphasis on the word ‘fairy.’ I found my happy place at sleep-away camp. Us New York Jews, we all did. It’s somewhat of a cardinal rule: if you live on the East Coast, are of the Jewish faith and between the ages of nine and, oh, 17, you […]
If you missed Julie Harrison’s Confessions of a Former Gleek Part 1, you can read it here. In the first season of Glee, I found that Will (aka Mr. Shuester) shared many of my feelings of lingering doubt … Why did I never chase my dreams? What might have happened had I actually auditioned all […]