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I Haven’t Lost Everything but I Know Someone Who Did
In 1970, when my grandmother was in her mid-eighties and consigned to a nursing home because of her propensity for falling, my mother and her brother conferred about how to pay for her care. It’s not for me to say they had a variety… Continue Reading “I Haven’t Lost Everything but I Know Someone Who Did”
Introspection is So Fun
I am upstanding and I also pick up litter. I am also capable of exercising a fair amount of mind over matter, the recent incident holding up the bookcase with my bare hands a case in point. This mind over matter gambit is easier… Continue Reading “Introspection is So Fun”
Skidding Ham and Other Tales
I’ve had so many. I could write about my canned ham (which I considered deluxe at the time) skidding across the kitchen floor while my still pretty new husband, a person used to his mother’s flawless cooking, sat in the living room of our… Continue Reading “Skidding Ham and Other Tales”
What is This Thing Called Relax?
Foreign languages Crazy letters piled wild high Sorting until dark ______________________ Photo by Amador Loureiro on Unsplash
Night Catting: That’s the Answer
I pet my cat. Around 9:00 each night, the cat pads his way downstairs, stands in front of my chair, looks me in the eye and then jumps up on my lap. I’m then immobile until he leaves – maybe an hour or two… Continue Reading “Night Catting: That’s the Answer”
Morning Has Broken
If he is in a good mood and not too hungry in the morning, my cat lays down on my pillow next to my head so that when I open my eyes, he is just inches from my face, gazing out the window at… Continue Reading “Morning Has Broken”
I Call Myself a Writer
What I enjoy most about writing is thinking I can’t and then doing it. I like a blank page. I like pulling an idea out of the cotton candy that is often my brain. And I like how writing that one true sentence gives… Continue Reading “I Call Myself a Writer”
I Could be Ready in Minutes
Long underwear, stitched with instructions for fire-starting, shelter-making, first aid, self-defense, and eating things that grow in the wild. Scrabble tiles in a pouch to play or spell out what I need, assuming I’ll be deaf and the emergency happens before I finish ASL… Continue Reading “I Could be Ready in Minutes”
Nellie is Nervous but You’d Never Know It
I always worry I left the oven on. Then I worry about my kids, one after the other, like I’m behind the deli counter and they’re customers, each holding a number in their hand. Twenty seven! Thirty nine! Sixty one! And then, of course,… Continue Reading “Nellie is Nervous but You’d Never Know It”
You Are Who You Pretend To Be: Smooth Operator
I would say I have clean-shaven legs. This is probably an unusual thing, but I keep an electric shaver plugged into the base of my office lamp. This is so, at any moment, I can grab the shaver and touch up my legs. Until… Continue Reading “You Are Who You Pretend To Be: Smooth Operator”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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