Author Archives: Sharon Pywell
Everybody Who Lives Here I grew up in upstate New York’s lake effect snow belt. Over any given weekend between October and May, six feet of the stuff could come down in impenetrable clouds. In whiteouts, car headlights bounced the … Continue reading
The Magic Hoo Hoo For complicated reasons that I won’t go into here, I was recently at my local library checking out a dozen Nora Roberts romance novels, a copy of the masterful BEYOND HEAVING BOSOMS (The Smart Bitches’ … Continue reading
The Landscape That Shapes You I was about eight years old and had just gotten a new pair of snow pants, fortuitous because we were having the snowiest winter of my lifetime. This is saying something because we lived in … Continue reading
There are pre-Vatican II Catholics, who are the folks whose liturgical calendar is stiffly inflexible (and full of fasting and masses) and then there are post-Vatican II Catholics, who are more like Episcopalians, except for that transubstantiation thing (meaning, the … Continue reading
Part One At First I Was a Jew You Disappear Mothers and daughters lie to one another even though we know it’ll lead nowhere good. You start trying not to see certain things in each other, and as time goes … Continue reading
The monkey companion was a gift from an older brother, who noticed the similarities between us.