Invincible Summer

Having a baby is not unlike accidentally slipping into a science fiction universe, everything you know is so completely upended. I wrote an essay about how my sense of time shifted out from under me in the first months of my daughter's life.  Excerpts in italics are from the essay The Beginning Of Time, by Stephen W. Hawking 1. The time scale of the universe is very long compared to that for human life. It was therefore not surprising that until recently, the universe was thought to be essentially static and unchanging in time. The Longest Shortest Time is the name of a podcast on parenting that I heard about several years before becoming a parent and filed away mentally. “The days are long but the years are short” is another phrase used to both comfort and cajole new parents. The implication is that parenting shifts your experience of time, as if life simply advancing in years wasn’t enough to do the same. One hour of an infant screamin

...it just happened. Life happened. A lot of it. I revised and revised and revised and then finally finished my novel, and am looking for a home for it. I did a lot of trail running, neither fast nor fancy, but it makes me happy. I read many good books, not all of which are still intact in my memory. I left my job. I am grateful to have my flash fiction, The Lost Howling, included in The Fictional Cafe's first anthology, T he Strong Stuff . It's wildly affirming to see my writing in print after such a long hiatus.  Oh, and I had a child. A really jolly little sleep thief of a child.  I've missed my little blog. I have a few things I want to share so I plan to return to it as much as I am able between the infinite tedium of preparing itty bitty tiny meals for an eight month old and getting her to and from the world of naps.