Meandering anecdotes and an occasional incisive comment, courtesy of an overeducated, feminist former-professional, who is continually outsmarted by her overly-gifted children and genius spouse and who seeks refuge in books, Xanax, and the occasional cocktail?!
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
At my "lit club", the reading class I lead at Iris's school, a fifth grader said with a passion, "I want to complain about this book. There weren't enough murders."