We’re back from five days at my mom’s cabin in Northern Minnesota. It was colder than we would have liked, which curtailed some of our outdoor activities. But even with the cold, the girls got out and skated every day. And Stella and I skied the long loop through the woods once, which was so fun. I love that she’s old enough to manage an hour on skis with me.
But the weather (-20° *without* wind chill) kept me from exercising as much as I usually do. Add way too many rich meals, too many glasses of wine, and a pan of Scotcheroos to the mix, and, well, I need to get to the gym.
But the cold weather and cozy cabin made for lots of time doing puzzles and playing Uno with the girls, watching movies, and reading. I caved this year and asked for a Kindle for Christmas. Oh I know; I won’t use it for most of my reading. I still love the weight of a real book in my hands. But occasionally it makes sense to get an e-book (say if my book club is reading something that I’m pretty sure I won’t read again and it’s a book I need now because we meet the next morning—not that that happens, of course). The other reason I wanted an e-reader is because of Shebooks, the new publisher of short e-books for women, by women. I love this idea, and I also love what/who they are kicking off with: short stories and memoirs by Hope Edelman, Faith Adele, and Suzanne Antonetta Paola to name a few. And they are great, people. Please check them out. And only $2.99 each. (I’ll interrupt here to say that I’m thrilled that Suzanne has a new memoir, Make Me a Mother, coming out in February and that she has just agreed to come to Minneapolis for the 8th Annual Motherhood & Words Reading on May 7th at the Loft Literary Center. More on that to come.)
Anyway, I got a Kindle so I could support Shebooks and my author friends who are publishing with them. (And also so my slacker self could save face at book group.) But at the cabin I also read a couple of hold-in-my-hands books: Adriana Páramo’s new memoir, My Mother’s Funeral, which I loved. (I’ll be interviewing Adriana in the coming weeks here, so stay tuned.) I read Sarah Wells’ beautiful collection of poetry, Pruning Burning Bushes. (Sarah will be a guest here soon, as well.) And I started Alice Munro’s fabulous new collection of stories, Dear Life. Honestly, these stories are stunning. I wish I could curl up at read them all day. (But see above. I need to go to the gym and then attend to all sorts of work-related items. And to generally catch up after being unplugged for five days.)
I’d love to hear what you’re reading and how your holidays went. I’m grateful for you, my community of virtual and in-person friends. Wishing you a new year filled with love and laughter, good health, and many fabulous books.