House of Cards tumblr- Wide-Eyed WonderAvery, still young enough to find a train ride... May 24, 2013
- Ahoy, Matey May 20, 2013
- One is fun — why not two?Watching two episodes of Curious... May 18, 2013
- Avery's first library card May 17, 2013
- The Oprah Show, June 24, 1987With witches across American up in... May 9, 2013
- Another way to say I love you April 23, 2013
- The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated April 4, 2013
- Waiting in lineWaiting in line for Emerald City Comic Con to... March 1, 2013
- Can Older Women Learn To Do Difficult Yoga? You’re never too old... February 28, 2013
- How Often Do You Change Yoga Mats? Some yogis claim that... February 27, 2013
Follow me on Twitter
- RT @Harpers: Congratulations to Lydia Davis on winning the Man Booker International Prize! 4 hours ago
- Wide-Eyed Wonder wp.me/p1vv5T-SF 4 hours ago
- Ahoy, Matey wp.me/p1vv5T-Sz 4 days ago
- One is fun -- why not two? wp.me/p1vv5T-Sv 6 days ago
- Avery's first library card wp.me/p1vv5T-Sp 1 week ago
-
Recent Posts
Archives
- May 2013
- April 2013
- March 2013
- February 2013
- January 2013
- December 2012
- November 2012
- October 2012
- September 2012
- August 2012
- July 2012
- June 2012
- May 2012
- April 2012
- March 2012
- February 2012
- January 2012
- December 2011
- November 2011
- October 2011
- September 2011
- August 2011
- July 2011
- June 2011
- May 2011
- April 2011
Blogroll
Categories
Meta
- if(typeof(networkedblogs)=="undefined"){networkedblogs = {};networkedblogs.blogId=1034011;networkedblogs.shortName="henderson-house-of-cards";}
Monthly Archives: September 2011
Breadcrumbs
Aurora cries when she’s hungry, and when she’s tired and not tired, and when she wants to be changed, and when she wants attention, and when the music-playing mobile in her crib stops playing music, and when Avery is too … Continue reading
Fearless
I want to be like Avery when I grow up. He sticks his head underwater and keeps his eyes open. He jumps and expects someone to catch him (and mostly, someone does). He doesn’t follow instructions; he makes his own rules. … Continue reading
Funk
I’ve been in a funk this week, and I wish I could simply blame the weather or the rain or the mosquitoes or the kids or writing or something other than … well, nothing. I have no reason for being … Continue reading
Right Place Wrong Time
The Rumpus, with its ever-changing inspirational (kind of) slogans (today’s: To “prove them wrong” is not a reason to do anything.), asked readers to submit stories about the subject of “Right Place, Wrong Time.” I did. Read more: http://therumpus.net/2011/09/readers-report-back-from…-right-place-wrong-time/
Baby group
Our early intervention specialist suggested I take Aurora to a parent-and-baby group that meets once a week in Malden (around the corner from where I got two tattoos, actually, which means around the corner from where D lived). The woman … Continue reading
The plot of life
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about plot, and the need for plot. I write nonfiction, mostly, and plot is something that worries me because, in life, plot is nonexistent. You get up. You go to work. You come home. … Continue reading
mon coeur, in Revolution House
My wife, Holly, who will soon be my ex-wife, sends me inspirational quotes. She doesn’t want me to call her from the Tobin Bridge again. She says she’s not angry. She’s sad, she says. She’s sad for us. But she’s … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Henderson, House of Cards, mon coeur, Revolution House
Leave a comment
And sometimes I write fiction
NAP Magazine, which will publish my first chapbook in January 2012, accepted and published a short piece of my fiction. The story appears in issue 1.4 of NAP, which came out yesterday, Sept. 14. I might return to these characters … Continue reading
Actual blogging
I have neglected the actual blog part lately. I could list several reasons, each less true than the one before it, and why do that when I can just say that I’ve been writing posts in my head but I … Continue reading
Migraines
You have gotten migraines since you were a child, but you think they are under control. You don’t even tell me about your history of migraines until one causes you to throw up at work. You can’t see well enough … Continue reading
