• Pepper in a doughnut

    Feeling invisible — and that’s a good thing

    My youngest cat, Pepper, loves to be invisible. She thinks that if she’s underneath a piece of paper or inside a box, you cannot see her (even if a paw or ear or tail is still showing), and thus she’s invincible.

    I admit total responsibility for this. Every time Pepper hides underneath a piece of paper or inside a box, I behave as though she’s done the ultimate vanishing act.

    “Where’s Pepper??? She was just here a minute ago and now she’s gone. She must be invisible!”

    Although I spend a lot of time online, I feel as though no one can see me when I’m at home. The house is my version of Pepper’s paper or box; it’s the one place where I am generally unseen by most of the world and yet able to accomplish almost anything I set my mind to.

    On those rare occasions when I do leave home, I tend to stick to the fringes. I go to places where people rarely congregate. And, due to the summer surge of COVID-19 infections (along with my latest disastrous dental issue), I wear a mask whenever I’m in public and around others.

    Weirdly, I feel more seen when I wear a mask now because no one else is doing so. Apparently, most people are cool with repeatedly catching COVID and are unwilling to take even the smallest of precautions to avoid it. Since I do wear a mask, I stand out. In the past few years, I’ve also noticed that having a coughing fit in public puts an unwanted spotlight on me, masked or not.

    All of this is to say that I’ve not become agoraphobic since the pandemic began. I don’t feel an irrational fear about leaving the house (unless I’m seeing a medical professional who plans to use needles on me). Nor have I become less social. I still chat with friends, meet online with my book group and enjoy dates with M.

    But, like Pepper, I’ve begun to enjoy being invisible. At home, I feel loved, comforted and unseen. Or as The Whimsical Muse recently noted:

     

  • Halloween decor, skull, candles, jack o'lanterns

    I see you, Fall. And I’m ready when you are.

    Holiday Jade briefly woke, peered at the brutal light of Summer and scowled. It was still too hot, too muggy, too buggy, too goddamn bright.

    Just before returning to the blessed darkness to hibernate until the “Ber” months that are her domain, she caught a glimpse of something hopeful. For sitting on the desk in the kitchen was a stack of new catalogs featuring this year’s crop of Halloween decorations. A sign that, yes, her time will soon come.

    As Holiday Jade returned to her attic — a room that is painted black and covered with layers of thick curtains — she smiled and began to imagine the coming of Autumn.

    “Just a little longer…”

  • Books in black bookshelf

    Best books of the century… so far

    The New York Times recently published its list of the 100 best books of the 21st century. The list was created using suggestions made by hundreds of novelists, nonfiction writers, academics, book editors, journalists, critics, publishers, poets, translators, booksellers, librarians and other literary luminaries.

    “We let them each define ‘best’ in their own way. For some, this simply meant ‘favorite.’ For others, it meant books that would endure for generations,” the newspaper’s editors noted.

    Not surprisingly, most of the list contains literary tomes. Since I’m more of a genre reader, I wasn’t too surprised to discover that I have only read five of the featured books (though I plan to check out 13 more). However, I’ve read more than 1,300 books since the year 2000, and many were quite brilliant. So, here’s my Top 10 list of the best fiction and nonfiction books of the 21st century:

    Fiction

    "Golem and the Jinni" by Helene Wecker1. “The Golem and the Jinni” by Helene Wecker
    2. “The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society” by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows
    3. “The Night Circus” by Erin Morgenstern
    4. “11/22/63” by Stephen King
    5. “Welcome to the Hyunam-Dong Bookshop” by Huang Bo-Reum
    6. “Dead Things” by Stephen Blackmoore
    7. “Dead Harvest” by Chris F. Holm
    8. “Shadow Deal” by Michael La Ronn
    9. “Lessons in Chemistry” by Bonnie Garmus
    10. “The Memory of Running” by Ron McLarty

    Nonfiction

    "The Day the World Came to Town: 9/11 in Gander, Newfoundland" by Jim DeFede1. “The Day the World Came to Town: 9/11 in Gander, Newfoundland” by Jim DeFede
    2. “Knife: Meditations After an Attempted Murder” by Salman Rushdie
    3. “The Devil in the White City: Murder, Magic, and Madness at the Fair that Changed America” by Erik Larson
    4. “The Feather Thief: Beauty, Obsession, and the Natural History Heist of the Century” by Kirk W. Johnson
    5. “The Year of Magical Thinking” by Joan Didion
    6. “Final Salute: A Story of Unfinished Lives” by Jim Sheeler
    7. “Neither Snow nor Rain: A History of the United States Postal Service” by Devin Leonard
    8. “One Summer: America, 1927” by Bill Bryson
    9. “Life’s That Way” by Jim Beaver
    10. “In Love: A Memoir of Love and Loss” by Amy Bloom

    Feel free to share your favorites in the comments. I’d love to hear about them. You may also submit your list to the NYT here. My suggested list featured the top 5 books in each category above.

  • online grocery shopping

    Joy comes in the morning

    From the time I was a little girl, I was taught how important it was to always have food in the cupboard. That way, no matter how tight money becomes, you can still eat and keep going. Such a Great Depression point of view was very handy during the pandemic when shortages and supply-chain delays became the norm. Now that I’m unemployed, I’m even more grateful to have taken that lesson to heart.

    Due to my practice of avoiding COVID-19 whenever possible, especially when rates are on the rise, I’ve become a big fan of online food shopping. Once or twice a month, I order our groceries, usually from Instacart or directly from Hannaford, the local grocer. I like that my orders/tips help out local gig workers. Since I have them drop the bags off at my door, we both stay safe and healthy. And, all of my previous shopping trips are saved online so reordering is a breeze.

    Once the groceries are purchased, the shopper will ping my phone letting me know he or she is on the way. This is particularly helpful during warm months because you don’t want frozen items to sit outside for too long. My phone is again pinged when the bags are delivered, at which point M brings everything into the house and I put it all away. Such a divvying up of chores works in our favor; he uses his muscles to carry the heavy load and I know where everything is when I cook/bake.

    The reason I mention this is because I recently had a memorable delivery. Oh, the groceries were the same. The shopping didn’t deviate from the norm. Nor did our practice of bringing stuff inside and putting it all away. No, what made this trip so lovely was our shopper. She followed my directions to a T, managed to find everything I wanted, maintained friendly contact when required and delivered the order in a timely fashion. Also, she had the perfect name:

     

    Joy exchange from Instacart