Game Face Too I didn't realize how long he'd been wearing it until it was too late. Mom didn't believe the oncologist. She said Dad must have been poisoned. Until he outgrew it, I didn't realize how long he'd been wearing it - for all of us. Dad left his game face behind. Sometimes, I try it on for size. Sometimes, its the only thing that fits. Bonnie J. Toomey © 2015 Blogger, essayist, and columnist, Bonnie Toomey ruminates myriad issues facing … [Read more...]
T. C. Boyle and a poem
Howdy-do friends. May tomorrow! May tomorrow bring you happiness. Solace in So Many Words has many fine contributors but not many have made the best-seller list yet, that is, except for T. C. Boyle. His latest book The Harder They Come is #3 on the Los Angeles Times Bestseller List. (BTW, it makes a great Mother’s Day present.) The Los Angeles Times gives out Book Prizes during its Festival of Books and on April 18, T. Coraghessan Boyle took home the Robert Kirsch … [Read more...]
Spring, taxes, and news (Boyle and Aguero)
April 15 is the day to file your taxes in the US. Every year I vow to be more prepared so I am not looking for documents at the last minute or having to make a run to the accountant. But guess what? I never change and I am always somewhat frantic. The same with spring. Each year I pray for it, invoke it, ask that I be delivered from winter, and every time it arrives, I am somehow not quite ready for it. I grumble a bit being awakened from that long winter’s nap. SISMW … [Read more...]
Guest Post: Bonnie J. Toomey, “Mother of You”
Mother of You I am the goddess of lasagna, says my son. I think about this as I layer the marinara and ricotta over sheets of noodle, hopeful I’m able to live up to his praise. I don’t know what makes me look up, peripheral vision, perhaps some womb-like instinct, the pull between two places in proximity - But the forms are there in the open, white-chested dancers, tawny, sloping necks, intent on food. I leave … [Read more...]