Once upon a time there was a woman who loved German. First she had been a girl who loved French and she remained that person for all her life. But when she got older she got interested in those big words that you can only make in German like Geschwindigkeitsbegrenzung (speed limit), and Kaufhaus (store). … Continue reading story time sunday on monday, April 29th 2013
Month: April 2013
Story time Sunday, April 21st, 2013 “It’s all poetry”
One upon a time there were two brothers.No, not Jacob and Esau. And for heaven's sake not Abel and Cain!And no, not the Wachowski Brothers.No. These were two brothers living in late 18th Century Germany (well, not Germany yet, more like the remnants of the Holy Roman Empire).No, not the Brothers Grimm.The guys I am … Continue reading Story time Sunday, April 21st, 2013 “It’s all poetry”
Story time Sunday, 04/14/13 — a tiny tale about nothing
Once upon a time there was nothing to say. Whatever there was to say had been said earlier. Words had been crafted and tweaked and sent out all over the place. It had been a busy day. So nothing put its feet up, and had a cup of tea. Nothing had 3 cookies. Nope. No … Continue reading Story time Sunday, 04/14/13 — a tiny tale about nothing
story time sunday, April 7th 2013 — the little poem
Once upon a time there was a little poem. It wasn't a story and it wasn't a song. But it could be. The poem thought and knew it could be both. It sat on a sofa of gerunds, awash in cushiony possibility. It sipped a hot tea of nouns and verbs, with a dash of … Continue reading story time sunday, April 7th 2013 — the little poem
Stephanie Barbé Hammer Writing (Un) Real 