Publishing over on LinkedIn today about what classical ballet has to teach about ritual and ceremony, and what those notions can add to a full-time remote work paradigm.
Author: Deb German
The Coming-of-Age Story of Stories: Oh, Harper
Harper Lee and Truman Capote; New York Public Library Digital Collection Early this morning I finally opened the pages of my beautiful 1993 edition of To Kill A Mockingbird, the one Chef David so lovingly sought and then finally found in hardcover and gifted to me this past Christmas. It has been stacked atop the … Continue reading The Coming-of-Age Story of Stories: Oh, Harper
Afternoon Miniature 4.18.21
Her figure still had substance, however slight. Standing fully erect, she measured four feet nine and a half inches, head to toe. Seated, she melted into a chair or sofa as an understuffed toss pillow might, owing to the pronounced curvature that had come in her neck and upper spine; her shoulders had also collapsed … Continue reading Afternoon Miniature 4.18.21
Sunday Photo Essay: Hope Springs Eternal
plucky parsley I was not absolutely sure I believed Chef David when he came inside from his run earlier today and announced last year's Italian parsley appears to have overwintered in our frozen Vermont soil, and is coming back. I'll be damned, I said a little later on in the afternoon when I crouched down … Continue reading Sunday Photo Essay: Hope Springs Eternal
Fun with Dangerous Chemicals: Small Amounts Won’t Hurt You…
The second toe on my right foot has a bruised toenail. This is absolutely unnoteworthy, except this has happened for three consecutive years. The cycle goes like this. First there is a little bothersome pain, which inspires me to scrutinize my toe. It looks fine. And for the record, I keep my feet clean and … Continue reading Fun with Dangerous Chemicals: Small Amounts Won’t Hurt You…
House Plans: Carolina Dreamin’
The Stuff of Dreams; New York Public Library Digital Collections I swear, I am so sick of myself. Must be the pandemic-induced isolation…anybody out there feel the same? Lately I’ve tried to take this, what? torpor, I suppose, and redirect it into designing our North Carolina home, in my head at least. The Chef bought … Continue reading House Plans: Carolina Dreamin’
Transitions: A New Professional Chapter
Yesterday The Chef helped me move my office from the William H. Morse State Airport, Eight Oh Two Marketing’s Bennington, Vermont headquarters, into our home office. I am late to the party, as this transition is one most of my colleagues made shortly after the pandemic changed the business landscape across the globe. It was … Continue reading Transitions: A New Professional Chapter
Nine-ish years in Vermont: A Retrospective
Woodstock, Vermont It is possible I’m already growing wistful for Vermont, and we still live here, I mused aloud to The Chef a few days ago. Incredulous, he asked, Do you mean to tell me when we’re down in North Carolina, you’ll miss Vermont? Mm-hm, I answered. He’d have face palmed, except we were in … Continue reading Nine-ish years in Vermont: A Retrospective
Summer Gathering: A Memory
summer in Knoxville Let me tell you a story. It is a summer evening in Knoxville, Tennessee. The day has been hot, but the hottest part is over. It’s still sticky outside, though, and the cicadas are singing in the massive, centuries-old hardwoods all around the big house on the corner in this grand midtown … Continue reading Summer Gathering: A Memory
Advice for Job-Seeking SEO Copywriters
Yesterday I put on my professional writing cap and posted this piece over on LinkedIn. It's chock-full of advice for any SEO copywriter seeking work right now; please have a read if this describes you.
Sycamore Stories 