By Jenny Milchman This clip proves I'm not cut out for Cirque du Soleil. But I had so much fun, and if it's not Instagramable–well, maybe it is! Maybe we don't need a Facebook face so long as we're joyful and try to do some good while we're doing whatever it is we do. What if we lived and read and...
By Jenny Milchman A new year is upon us! Let me tell you my writing and reading goals, not resolutions, for the new year! Reading Goal: Discovering my father's breadth of book tastes. Writing Goal: Getting my notes together and refining my process! What about you, readers? What are your reading...
By Jenny Milchman We have many metaphors about our feathered friends in the English language (and likely plenty of other languages of which I am woefully ignorant). Two are particularly relevant to me right now. Birds leaving the next nest. [I'm leaving my typo because it's just so apt. Positively...
By Jenny Milchman It’s summertime, and for a lot of us that means vacations. The lucky of us, right? More and more lately, I’ve been feeling how important it is not to take anything for granted, from small things—a spring flock of turkey babies in our meadow—to big, like my kids getting into...
By Jenny Milchman For those of us who are parents of a certain age and stage, it’s college decision season. The months—years—maybe as much as a decade plus of hard academic work that our kids (and we!) have put in is coming to fruition. By this point in the spring, acceptances, spots on waitlists,...
By Jenny Milchman No matter what the groundhog reported, it’s still blissfully chilly where I live, the ground as hard as iron and snow on all the peaks (even though we had to do without enough of the white stuff down at lower elevation). You’re probably getting the idea that I absolutely...
By Jenny Milchman It’s that time of year again when a brand new shiny four digit number is nigh. You know what that means—we’re about to start vowing to do all sorts of crazy sh—um, stuff—like cut out desserts/carbs/food or go to the gym four times a day or not curse the guy who cuts us off at the...
By Jenny Milchman When Steven Spielberg’s film version of Peter Benchley’s blockbuster Jaws came out, it furthered the reach of the novel, spawned (ha, get it, a fish reference?) a whole school of (I can keep going) sometimes great, sometimes comical derivations that continue to this day (I’m...
By Jenny Milchman When my first novel came out, my husband and I did the next logical thing. Rented out our house, traded in two cars for an SUV that could handle Denver in February, and took our kids out of first and third grades to set out on what Shelf Awareness called the world’s longest book...
By Jenny Milchman And do I have some books for you! Or for a mother in your life, or someone you think of as a mother, or someone who has or once had a mother—and I could go on. Point being that every one of us has been touched in some way by the concept of motherhood, whether in real life or...
