Adulting is a Bitch

Last week I reported that I am innumerate. It’s like being illiterate only it’s about numbers. Numbers mean nothing to me. For example, I don’t know how far it is to Charlotte from Black Mountain or how far to the moon. I do know it’s farther to the moon, but not by...

Little Bee stings!

I have just finished reading a beautiful novel called Little Bee by Chris Cleaves. So beautiful! But I will tell you the plot to save you crying your eyes out as I did. Go ahead and read it if you want to read some excellent writing, but beware. So sad. Little Bee is...