I just finished reading Margaret Atwood’s The year of the Flood. Considering that it takes the author a couple of years to write each book I should have been less gluttonous in my reading. The text was such a pleasure though. My eyes sort of galloped along from one sentence to the nex/… Read full post »

The worst thing that can happen to me as a parent, all categories included, save for maybe accidental deaths of family members, is when my daughter tells me that she needs to study for a math exam.

These words activate my flight reflexes like nothing else. My heart feels like… Read full post »