I'm crazing on these Flow letter-in-a-envelope envelopes. Penning a quickie between Olympics events is a personal best event of my own. To think that I almost gave them away!
I caught half of the movie "Brooklyn" last night. The cinematography threw me. It's not typical vintage so it was disconcerting; having the movie be true to the book made up for it. Writing about it now, I'm reminded of Maeve Binchy. She and Frank McCourt were my favorite modern Irish storytellers. Not much beat "Angela's Ashes" though. And Maeve had me at "Circle of Friends." It's her best, in my estimation. I love the letters between from Tony Eilis; all those letters! I could never leave a single letter unopened, never mind an entire drawer full. I tell you, a good letter can save the day, even way aross the Pond. Or was it mean Miss Kelly? That Tony was one smart fella.
"A Tree Grows in Brooklyn" is a title that still whisks me back to girlhood better than anything else. "Brooklyn" is almost as good even if you're not Irish. And we could all use a sister like Rose.
There's a lovely stack of mail waiting for tomorrow, but it's back to the Olympics for now. May your mail box overflow. I wish you happy writing.