Author Archives: Theodora Goss

I wanted to take a ballet class on Tuesday, but it didn’t fit into the schedule, and I thought I would need to wait until Saturday. But I actually got some time tonight to go off for a couple of … Continue reading →

On my bookshelf, the one that stands by my computer desk, there is a copy of John Crowley’s Little, Big. It’s almost time to reread it. I heard, somewhere or other, about a couple that read it out loud every … Continue reading →

I’ve been so busy lately that it’s been difficult to keep up with blog posts. And I’m particularly tired tonight. So I thought that instead of trying to write something, I would post a poem I wrote a long time … Continue reading →

I have always found sanctuaries. Once, I lived in a house that had a sort of closet under the stairs. No one used it, no one went into it at all – except me. I created a sort of place … Continue reading →

Because I turned in my dissertation shortly before classes started, I didn’t have much time to prepare. So this weekend I’ve been doing what I usually do before the semester starts, the initial planning and preparing. I’m slowly getting caught … Continue reading →

Earlier this week, after I turned in the copies of my dissertation, we all went to Helen’s in Concord. I had a Patty Melt, which is a burger with onions and swiss on rye, and sweet potato fries. A lot … Continue reading →

I’m so tired.  I can’t write anything today, so I will give you a poem.  It’s a love poem, about a woman who could have any man, but longed for one. (The sly Odysseus, of course.) This is “Circe” by … Continue reading →