If I were to say to youwith gray-blue eyes, “Do you love me, dear,or is it summer?” And if you said to me,with pale, yawning,breath, “It’s only fall.” I would wonder,true,if I was winter. Or, ifwe weresimplyspring.
Author Archives: Hope Helps
Sneak Peek
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Birthday (The Final)
What a great birthday present!
Mysterious Birthday Tidings – Part Four
Mysterious Birthday Tidings – Part Three
The Mystery Continues
Hmmmm… Missed the beginning of this story? Go here.
Perks
One of the perks of having a sister who works with me? Finding intriguingly-cryptic mysteries on my desk (four months before my birthday!) Any ideas?
Writing Shakespeare (well, sort of)
It was an idea that spawned, mainly, from a backstage conversation with one of the main characters in a production of Much Ado About Nothing that I recently finished at a local community theater. We were discussing our favorite moments, as actors, when this particular actor casually mentioned that her favorite moments were the nonverbal ones,Continue reading “Writing Shakespeare (well, sort of)”
boston
Oh Boston,what harsh and terriblesighs of grief do you exhale?
It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood
Last week I appreciated (tearfully, I’ll admit), an article that Mental Floss published about Mister Rogers. In addition to some very sweet and sad reflections, I very much enjoyed their collection of facts about Fred Rogers and Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood. Here are some highlights: “I used to cry to myself when I was alone,” heContinue reading “It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood”
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