One Thousand Words or So

Further In

My shoulder is killing me. Not literally. I don’t think it will be the death of me, but I am agog at how painful it is, especially since I never really saw any of this coming. Well, in a way, I did, but I did not take the sign seriously. Beside gifts and the hope… Read More Further In

One Thousand Words or So

Which Crown?

Well, I took my Eliot book off the shelf last night and read Part One of Murder in the Cathedral. It was much better than I remembered, because I’ve learned enough in the intervening years to finally understand what the play is really about: Pride. The play opens with a chorus of women forecasting doom.… Read More Which Crown?