IT HAPPENS EVERY TIME. IF I’M NOT WEARING PANTS, THE PHONE RINGS. — OVERHEARD ON THE MUNI (SAN FRANCISCO) SUBWAY Continue reading Fate or Conspiracy? YOU Decide.
Ghosts By Telgemeier, Raina Graphic Novel, Paperback $10.99 Publisher: Scholastic Graphix ©2016 Imagine a ghost story which is a celebration of life. Maybe you’ve read some of those, and maybe not. Ghosts is the story of Catrina, a.k.a. Cat, and her younger sister, Maya. Maya has a chronic health condition which demands daily attention and shortens her life expectancy, and Cat tries to look out for her sister while attempting to have a full life herself. I don’t want to give away too much in this story, so I’ll stick to vague info. Cat and Maya move to a town where … Continue reading Ghosts by Raina Telgemeier (Review)
Guts By Telgemeier, Raina Graphic Novel, Paperback $12.99 Publisher: Scholastic Graphix © 2019 I wish this book had been around when I was turning thirteen, and suffered with a debilitating “nervous” stomach that knocked about a year and a half from my life. Guts is an autobiographical graphic novel by Raina Telgemeier, whose work can offer comfort to children and teenagers — particularly girls — who mistakenly believe their lives are over when stress becomes overwhelming. Raina is a ten year old child who must always focus on the question, “How will my stomach react to (fill in the blank)?” She … Continue reading Guts by Raina Telgemeier (Review)
I live in the Tenderloin District of San Francisco. You may be surprised by this next statement, but I swear it’s true: In the more-than-thirty-seven years I’ve lived in this general section of San Francisco, I’ve had only a couple of experiences getting hit with substances that are poured or dropped from building windows. Today was one of those times when the unexpected happened. I was walking home from the grocery store. It wasn’t that bad. The liquid that hit me didn’t appear to be anything worse than water, and two lovely roses hit the sidewalk. I yelled something regrettable, … Continue reading When You Hope it’s Just Water