I’ve always meant to join in on the currently posts, to journal about the right-nows. Let’s try this.


I don’t have a lot of time for television these days but Tyler and I are making our way through Lost on Netflix. I know. I know. Where have we been? We’re so 2000s.

We are in it’s second season and I can tell that this show is going to have many winding storylines that may never find their ends. But, right now, I am impressed with the duality of each character. As a writer, I am excited about and, in a strange way, jealous of the never-ending plot engine. The possibilities for story are endless. I wonder, as the show progresses, if that will become a problem.

As I nurse Little O, I watch reruns of Gilmore Girls. I have never watched this show straight through and I have to admit that I’ve become slightly obsessive about it. The other day, I told Tyler that I’m starting to daydream about Stars Hollow. Sometimes, I think I live there and can pop into Luke’s.


I just started Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Saenz.

I recently finished a beautiful story, A Time of Miracles by Anne-Laure Bondoux


To records, NPR, and baby coos. Some nights, I listen to baby’s breath and it is a bit like the flower, soft, milky fragrant, new.


Stories, as always, and, now that I’m on leave from work, as often as I can. I’m working on a few projects. 6000 words into a new novel. Completing revisions to an old novel that, with gentle and assured guidance from my agent, feels new. And there’s a travel story I’m writing for a contest, as a way to stretch myself.


I’m a little lonely these days but I’m also at peace. I have moments of new-mother euphoria when I believe that I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. But happy is a tricky feeling. So I say, instead, at peace.


I have no plans.


Spring. Sky. The feeling I can wear dresses again soon. Little O peeking his head up because he’s curious about the world over my shoulder. His head’s at my chin and his eyes dart like train-window flickers. He wants to see it all.


11 thoughts on “Currently

  1. Lovely post. You seem content and peaceful and — no need to feel lonely. You have all of us! 😀
    Enjoy these special days of discovery with your son. How nice that he is old enough to be alert and interested just as spring is arriving. When my girls were little, my husband used to call this the “input” stage. Actually, “Innnnpuuuuut,” said in the cadence of that robot from the 1980's movie Short Circuit.


  2. Hmm…my router died while I was commenting, not sure if the first one went through.

    I was just saying that I wish all the small towns from the shows/movies I like were in a row, down one long Main Street, so I could interact with all the quirky characters.


  3. This post makes me feel so . . . tranquil! I've been thinking about you lately as the seasons shift (and daydreaming about New York!), and I'm glad to hear everything is going well.

    “Gilmore Girls” is pretty much the best — I watched it very religiously with my mom and sister up until the very last episode. I cried, cried, cried when it was over . . . I was the exact same age as Rory, and I identified so strongly with her character's ups and downs. It was a brilliant show. When it was over, I really felt like I'd said goodbye to good friends . . . my heart hurts just thinking about it!


  4. Lovely post! I remember those early days with my boys–a mixture of sleep deprivation at times, but such beauty!
    I'm so glad you mentioned A Time of Miracles. I read that a few months ago. That's probably my favorite YA I've read so far this year. 🙂


  5. Spring in New York City is the best, Meg : ) I've seen pieces of Gilmore Girl's here and there and, oddly, the entire last season. Now that I'm watching it from the beginning, I'm piecing things together and I see how brilliant it truly is. Boy, though, the last season is a killer.


  6. Jenni, I'm so happy to hear you say that you read it. I'd never heard of the book before. It was truly fate that I picked it up because I thought the cover and title were pretty. I was impressed with many things, particularly the strong voice, given that it was a translation. I'd be curious to hear your thoughts.


  7. I was obsessed with Gilmore Girls a few years ago…had to watch an episode every night all summer one year. Can you believe I haven't watched the last season? Glad you are at peace. You are right; happy is a tricky thing 🙂 Love the motherhood reflections.


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