Snow day = learning how to use the rice cooker (omg it’s magical), baking up a batch of maple-ginger tofu squares, inventing orange-marmalade-chocolate-chip cookies, sipping oolong tea.
Snow day = puttering & cozying & nibbling.
Snow day = short stories!
Finished Jhumpa Lahiri’s Interpreter of Maladies yesterday–depressing, but delicious. She’s giving the keynote at the AWP writers’ conference I’m going to in D.C. next week.
Some all-time favorite short story collections:
–Stories of Eva Luna (Isabel Allende)
–Nine Stories (J.D. Salinger)
–Illustrated Man (Ray Bradbury)
–Touching Fire: Erotic Writings by Women (anthology)
Quick, before the snow melts, tell me a few of your favorites! Ready, set, go–