tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4904021173466473381.post2724357879904550573..comments2023-10-11T04:09:53.564-07:00Comments on materfamilias writes: past and future fallsmaterfamiliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16062766947897513369noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4904021173466473381.post-91757071813440614142007-10-08T15:19:00.000-07:002007-10-08T15:19:00.000-07:00Hey Dana, we're envious of zappos up here -- not a...Hey Dana, we're envious of zappos up here -- not available to us.<BR/>glad you make time to read me from time to time, despite the long postsmaterfamiliashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16062766947897513369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4904021173466473381.post-63576392155391676292007-10-06T18:32:00.000-07:002007-10-06T18:32:00.000-07:00Not that I mind reading long posts! I just often d...Not that I mind reading long posts! I just often don't have the time for it, and can only digest the tiny bites Pseu, Manolo, and Winona feed us. I guess I'm looking for a giggle, too. But I love your garden, island, knitting and shoes, even when they all make me sigh with envy from my dried out garden in the Midwest where I buy sweaters and zappos.com shoes. <BR/><BR/>From an English lit major turned PR person turned grant writer (wait-- those last 2 are the same), I thank you for the chance to get back to my roots. I'm even rediscovering poetry (short ones) as something I can read in a small bite, then again, as a way of injecting serious lit in concentrated shots. <BR/><BR/>Cheersdanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09902311224633734779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4904021173466473381.post-13499435209030670572007-10-06T07:50:00.000-07:002007-10-06T07:50:00.000-07:00Dana, thanks for the comment, especially since I c...Dana, thanks for the comment, especially since I can see it consumed some of those precious moments moms steal for themselves while kids sleep. 3 including twins, eh? you're very busy! even beyond your communications job, your life must take place in tiny bites, if I remember correctly!<BR/><BR/>I note your repetition (Yes, I'm a litcrit by training!!) of the word "try" when you speak of passing memories along, and I think that's important -- there's always a sense of tension, I think, in the impossibility, at some level, of conveying memories as clearly as we'd like to. I thank you for that reminder -- I really do want to pull all these comments together to help me think further my thoughts on remembering.<BR/><BR/>And I'm chuckling at your characterization of my being able to "fill the space requirements"!! I'm relieved that you added that I do it well. I do go on and on, sometimes, I know. Not sure that's an academic trait or just my personality, but I'm so pleased with this forum, this genre, which is letting me stretch my writing muscle way beyond the boundaries of academe. There you go -- space requirements filled and then some!!materfamiliashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16062766947897513369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4904021173466473381.post-23685355801963876742007-10-06T04:43:00.000-07:002007-10-06T04:43:00.000-07:00Memories are strange, aren't they? I see my mom do...Memories are strange, aren't they? I see my mom doing stuff with my kids that reminds me of her mother. Then I try to tell my daughter all about her great grandmother, and try to convey that sense of toughness combined with great love that she gave us all. <BR/><BR/>Mater, I had you pegged as a lit person even before I went back on your older posts and you shared your class assignment on Morrison. You absoutely have that academic ability to fill the space requirements! But you do it well. I hope to be able to write more like this when I've got the house back to myself and I can pull my head out of my communications job, which makes me do everything in tiny bites. <BR/><BR/>Daughter is up.<BR/><BR/>Now one of the twins is, too.danahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09902311224633734779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4904021173466473381.post-43982812469277845432007-10-03T19:41:00.000-07:002007-10-03T19:41:00.000-07:00So interesting that both puttermeister and anonymo...So interesting that both puttermeister and anonymous (is that you, rachel?) cited childlessness as making a difference in their relationship to memory-sharing. As I answered puttermeister in an e-mail, I hadn't thought about my role as a mom as making the difference in the way I mediate the private/public sides of my memories, and yet that's obviously an important factor. I'd like to think more about that in a future post. Meanwhile, though, I'm not sure I'd agree with you, anonymous, that you're being either selfish or stingy in hanging onto your memories--how does that biblical quote go about casting not your pearls before swine?!materfamiliashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16062766947897513369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4904021173466473381.post-44461777274187489232007-10-03T19:04:00.000-07:002007-10-03T19:04:00.000-07:00as i was coming in from my run last night the soun...as i was coming in from my run last night the sound of fireworks was in the air reminding me that fall is here with halloween just around the corner. i foung your thoughts on memories intriguing; however, like puttermeister, being childless, i selfishly hoard my memories and share them stingily and only when i know they are either shared or will be truly appreciated.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4904021173466473381.post-87454347360452817532007-10-02T07:31:00.000-07:002007-10-02T07:31:00.000-07:00As I have worked so much with American Postmodern...As I have worked so much with American Postmodernism, and, currently, am finishing up Light In August (Faulkner) with my Modern Novel class, memory is very much on my mind. But your post brings to me a surprising awareness: that memory has functioned more as either an abstract concept or a theme in books than it has worked as something I might myself share.... My husband and I have chosen not to have children, and thus the notion of passing things on has not really been a part of my way of being in the world. Suddenly, I find myself surprised into noticing the private aspect of my own memories, as if I am already somehow turned inward, and I wonder what the implications of that particular ethos might be.<BR/><BR/>A very thought-provoking post!Puttermeisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15197963173046860661noreply@blogger.com