A Fortress for the creative self

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In the book “A House of my Own” by Sandra Cisneros, she writes: “At sixty I want a house pared down to what nourishes my spirit.”

Also: “What I’ve longed for is a refuge as spiritual as a monastery, as private as a cloistered convent… a fortress for the creative self.”

I read these words recently and identified strongly with them. Continue reading “A Fortress for the creative self”

I am not a miss

keep-calm-and-say-yes-ma-amAs a person who is obviously well over the age of 50,  I do not like being called “Miss”  by the staff in restaurants and other places of business.  It seems patronizing to me.  And just plain wrong.

Calling a woman “Miss” is akin to calling a man “Mister.”

If a man asked a waiter for a glass of water, the waiter would not say, “I’ll get that for you right away, mister.”  He would say, “I’ll get that for you right away, sir.” Continue reading “I am not a miss”

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This blog is called Sixty Something because I am, but it’s about more than being sixty something.  I like to consider myself a cultural observer, and a semi-deep thinker.  My memoir, Almost Home, will be published soon, and I have a WordPress web site for that: www.hilaryharper.net

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