Jan Stafford Kellis
The Slump is Over

The Slump is Over

I broke out of my reading slump! It turns out when I lose interest in reading, all I have to do is read a non-fiction book. Somehow this jump starts my brain again and I’m ready for a new novel. I’m reading Still Alice by Lisa Genova, an intimate portrait…

On My Bookshelf

On My Bookshelf

The writing slump is also a reading slump, and the books are piling up. There are 20 books on my to-be-read shelf, and I ordered two more from Amazon.com this morning. I know I had no business ordering those two new books with twenty waiting obediently on the shelf, but…

It Doesn’t Look Like I’m Writing…

I started writing my third book. It’s roughly outlined and I have extensive disjointed notes designed to capture my bright ideas in cryptically phrased snippets. I already know the contents of the table of contents and the appendix. I even have a list of glossary words! But I’m at a…

Short Nights

The other night I met a couple high school classmates for a drink at the bar. We’ve been out of school for 22 years now and as I gazed around the table at my dear old friends’ faces I felt every one of those years. We’re all sporting fine lines around our eyes and maybe a few gray hairs; a couple of us have gained a few pounds. As a group, we still look good and our recent or upcoming 40th birthdays provided enough conversation fodder to see us through the evening. Our memories of grade school and high school featured vastly disparate recollections–after hearing a couple stories circa 1986 I wondered if we had in fact attended the same school. We agreed we all blocked out certain memories, sometimes to make room for new ones and sometimes to alleviate humiliation.

There was a time when we said we were going out for a beer, we meant ten or eleven beers. Now when we meet for a beer we each have three or four, then leave the bar early to prevent hangovers. What will happen in twenty more years? Will we sip our Milk of Magnesia together? Maybe we will race our walkers to the bathroom.