Tag Archives: T.S. Eliot

Got a Long List of Dreck Troubles

Posted on June 6, 2015 by Mrs Odie

Some writers travel seamlessly between fiction and nonfiction. For the past few months, I’ve been scribbling scenes and ideas for fiction into a notebook and the results are not what I’d hoped. There is something that rings so false in … Continue reading →

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And indeed there will be time.

Posted on March 17, 2014 by Mrs Odie

It’s spring break, bitches. Yesterday I saw a wonderful play written by a woman who worked with my father in television when I was a kid. I’ll call her Evelyn. I haven’t seen Evelyn in almost 30 years. Embarrassed and … Continue reading →

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