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Writing a book is h-u-g-e ! Publishing it is double that! Bravo to Cathi Turow!
Cathi Turow
Cathi says of her new book and herself: “When I was on staff at Sesame Street, the show was intentionally written on two levels, for children and adults. I’ve just published an allegorical book which lifts the show’s adult sensibility (its humor, cleverness, and spirituality) and carries it to the other side of life: growing old. The book is based on my blog and can be purchased on amazon.com and Barnesandnoble.com “
Traveling Over the Hill on the Yellow Brick Road, I’ve had conversations with lots of weird people and things while passing through the Neighborhood of the Empty Nesters, the Avenue of Ages and Stages, climbing over Makover Mountain, visiting the Career Change Cafe, and looking back on my life in Reflecting Ridge. So…I put all those conversations together in a book, along with a story that ties everything together. Here it is! The only problem is, my book is being a hypochondriac. While I was setting up links to Amazon.com and barnesandnoble.com, my book screamed at me:
BOOK: Ah!!!! Don’t make me travel across the internet!
Why not?
BOOK: Because I’m filled with conversations about growing older. I feel really fragile and responsible. If something happens to me on the way to Amazon.com or barnesandnoble.com, I’ll never forgive myself.
I have been thinking a lot about class lately. My thirtieth birthday is right around the corner and I have really been trying to hone my style. I’ve always been horrified by my mother’s butterfly bedazzled bell bottoms and the ever presence of “big gulps, tractors, and pink camo” in my sordid memory bank. But what makes someone classy? The internet has nearly convinced me that the whole of classiness is kept in the human cuticles and if they aren’t on point, I should just hang myself with a length of the Confederate flag while standing on a crate of Pabst.
Not one to believe everything the internet tells me, I thought about real life. Who was the classiest person I know?
For me, that person is my dear friend Betty. Betty is a landscaper and ironically has the most mangled cuticles I have ever seen. When she comes by…
This morning I stayed in bed till late. I was awake, but I didn’t want to get up to a house without Pierre in it. Yesterday I had to put my dog down. Such a gentle euphemism for murder. To put one to sleep. My dear, dear dog-man trusted me, yet I tricked him. First… Continue reading Now We Are 3 (only)→
BFFs and sisters, Kathleen (right) and Megan (left).
Our best friends are made when we value friendship. And when we try our hardest to be a good friend. Blogger Kathleen has much to teach us about friendship…
Today is my sister Megan’s birthday. Today is 33 years old. She is currently fighting Lyme Disease. I was able to spend time with her yesterday to celebrate her birthday a day early. She is not feeling well today so she is at home resting. She has really bad vertigo and dizziness. She is currently under a doctor’s care and fighting to get health insurance. I would describe her as a strong independent woman and a hard core feminist. But I would also describe her as an amazing, passionate, wonderful, caring, kind, and beautiful person who is sensitive and she loves to help people. I used to dwell on the negative and say that she was this and that and the other, but I don’t do that anymore. I’ve chosen to the good in her and she has inspired me to keep going even in my darkness moments of my…
