My hubby refers to the person he’s living with right now as “Summer Carie.” Summer Carie is a little crazy. She stays up late but also, somehow, gets up early. She reads for hours on end, only stopping to skip over to her husband, kiss him on the cheek, and tell him her latest ideaContinue reading “There’s a New Version of Me in the House, and She’s a Little Wacko”
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Because I Was Reading
A few years ago, I convinced myself that I knew my books (all 700-ish of them) so well that I could identify them merely by touch. I sat on the couch with my eyes closed and my hands over my ears while my husband brought me five books at a time. Then, keeping my eyesContinue reading “Because I Was Reading”
The Night is Meant For Reading
I wrote this little poem during a 15-minute writing session at my school’s writing club last Thursday and felt like sharing it today. 🙂 The Night is Meant for Reading Time changes, the evening comes home early from work. These days that are like gnats fly freely into the candle of afternoon and flare upContinue reading “The Night is Meant For Reading”
Carie Juettner 