Skip to content
Carolyn is

Carolyn is

a writer

  • About Carolyn
  • Carolyn Goes to London
    • London: Getting from here to there
      • London: On the ground
    • London, Day 1, Morning: Getting one’s bearings
      • London, Day 1, Afternoon: Museums-r-Us
        • London, Day 1, Evening: Barely conscious, but not giving up
    • London, Day 2, Morning: Good morning, Mr. Beowulf. Sir.
      • London, Day 2, Afternoon: Booking it to the bookshops
        • London, Day 2, Evening: Theatre-going
    • London, Day 3, Morning: Wigging out at the Wigmore
      • London, Day 3, Afternoon: (Unsuccessfully) Shopping on Oxford Street
Posted on March 18, 2018April 5, 2018 Woman-anitry

Boobie-Doobie-Oobie

Your mammaries need support, my dear, so stop pretending that they don’t. In other aspects of our lives “support” is welcome, but buying foundation-wear that actually does what it’s supposed to do...

Posted on March 13, 2018March 15, 2018 Travelogue-etry Vegetarina

V-noshing in NYC

Sigh… When one goes to New York City for a family thing, and the family thing revolves around non-vegetarian meals in Chinatown, one has a tendency to yearn, if one is disposed...

Posted on January 15, 2018September 15, 2020 Living our Life

Martin, I’m sorry they killed you

Dear Martin, I was five-going-on-six when you were murdered. I was a little white girl living in a nice working-to-middle-class seacoast neighborhood of Quincy, Massachusetts. I can’t say I remember anything about...

Posted on November 22, 2017February 21, 2018 Historiographically-speaking Minding my Own Mind

Being Thankful for Thanksgiving

It was all love and happiness, that first Thanksgiving, what with the Pilgrims and the Indians all playing nice, and the table groaning under the weight of all those pumpkin pies and...

Posted on October 21, 2017February 21, 2018 Living our Life Vegetarina

Visiting the Roslindale Farmer’s Market

We walked up to the Roslindale Farmer’s Market this morning. Then we walked back home. You can do that when you live in the city.

Posted on June 18, 2017February 21, 2018 Living our Life

Oh right, Dad

My father taught me so many things, among them: I wasn’t good enough; Me being me was a pain in the ass to others; My intelligence was something to be embarrassed about;...

Posted on May 9, 2015February 16, 2017 Uncategorized

A Lovely Young Woman

They don’t know what happened. They don’t know why she died. The hospital doesn’t know either. They will have to examine her to determine the cause. She was…lovely. She was pretty, that’s...

Posted on July 3, 2014February 14, 2017 Historiographically-speaking MFA Things to see - quick!

One Awesome Piece of Paper

FINALLY! The piece of paper upon which all our pieces of paper are based! And it totally belongs here in Boston, at the Museum of Fine Arts, in a marvelous exhibit which...

Posted on April 21, 2013February 14, 2017 Living our Life

Boston’s Life after the Bombing

I am a Bostonian. I was born in Boston, my sister was born in Boston, my parents were born in Boston. They met in Boston, they married in Boston, and they lived...

Posted on February 26, 2013February 14, 2017 Historiographically-speaking Travelogue-etry

London-ating

I went to London. Not exactly recently, but I went. I went where I wanted, did what I wanted, ate what I wanted. It was awesome. There are those who think I...

Posts navigation

1 2 3 4 →

Pages

  • About Carolyn
  • Carolyn Goes to London

Categories

  • Gardening in the Backyard
  • Historiographically-speaking
  • Living our Life
  • Man and/vs. Woman
  • MFA
  • Minding my Own Mind
  • Opera Nation
  • The MOO-vies!
  • Theatricality
  • Things to see – quick!
  • Travelogue-etry
  • Uncategorized
  • Vegetarina
  • Woman-anitry
© 2021 Carolyn is / Powered by WordPress / Theme by Design Lab