To help me to leave all my blues behind

[sovay]

I slept about three hours last night due to the effects of accidental coffee-poisoning, but this afternoon I made an almond torte for Mother's Day and decorated it with the chocolate ducks which spatch and I picked up last night from Burdick's. I had been waiting months to show them to my mother. She loved them.



Thanks to collecting a 1969 paperback of Sherwood Anderson's Poor White (1920) from one of the little free libraries near my parents' house out of sheer curiosity, I realized that I had never encountered his work on page or screen and instead had him mentally composited from Maxwell Anderson and Robert E. Sherwood.

The coyote that trotted across my path as I walked the neighborhood after dinner was unexpected.

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[theseatheseatheopensea]

I like Winesburg, Ohio because of its multiple voices, the way it chronicles small moments in the characters' lives and their realities and desires and loneliness--some personal, some collective. I especially like the way in which the stories intertwine, and the way they are told, even when the characters don't seem to have the words. This has made me want to re-read it!

[sovay]

I especially like the way in which the stories intertwine, and the way they are told, even when the characters don't seem to have the words.

That does sound good!