by Carol Jane Morrison | May 4, 2016 | Essays, The Biblio File
The Biblio File May Essay: “For Mama, On Mother’s Day” FOR MAMA, ON MOTHER’S DAY My mother was an ace at draw poker and duplicate bridge. She drank Rusty Nails (a mixture of Scotch and Drambuie). She loved diamonds, and sported them on her fingers, her wrists,...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Apr 13, 2016 | Essays, The Biblio File
The Biblio File April Essay: “Who’s Humpty?” WHO’S HUMPTY? We’re having guests for dinner this weekend, a couple we’ve not ever had to our home. At some point during the evening, I expect them to ask about my Humpty Dumptys. I have more than...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Mar 15, 2016 | Essays, The Biblio File
The Biblio File March Essay: “Donna’s Duck” DONNA’S DUCK When I was in graduate school in Atlanta, I took a night job at a restaurant called The Lark and the Dove. I was new at waitressing, felt silly and self-conscious in my Heidi-themed dress and clogs,...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Feb 8, 2016 | Essays, The Biblio File
The Biblio File February Essay: “A Mixed Blessing: Facebook, 2015” A MIXED BLESSING Facebook, 2015 February, 2015 I have to do it, they tell me. Publishing a novel is practically impossible without online presence. I’ve managed to stay off Facebook, fearful it will...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Jan 17, 2016 | Essays, The Biblio File
The Biblio File January Essay: “Fear Less” FEAR LESS On New Year’s Day for the past three years, I resolved to chew my food mindfully, thirty times per mouthful. On January second for the past three years, I forgot and chomped mindlessly away. Forget it, I told...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Dec 11, 2015 | Essays, The Biblio File
The Biblio File December Essay: “The Baby’s Coming” THE BABY’S COMING Twenty years ago, basking in a hot tub with friends, someone asked, “Is there anything you regret?” I thought for a second and said, “I wish I’d had children.” Early in our...
