by AnnSheybani | May 25, 2026 | Life, Reading, Writing
On Saturday I called my mother to check on her. She’s getting up there in age, and she’d been flat on her back for a couple of weeks. Zero appetite. Which, if you know my mother, is the part that should worry you. The woman has never met a casserole she...
by AnnSheybani | Apr 3, 2026 | Life, Writing
It was Good Friday, roughly 6:30 in the morning, the kind of cold spring day that makes you question your life choices. Three of us — all marathon running buddies, all colleagues at the same chemical company in the next town over — laced up our shoes in a parking lot...
by AnnSheybani | Mar 27, 2026 | Life, Writing
Walt and I have this conversation probably once a month. Who was that woman — the one who wore purple and taught people to sell from the stage? Where’d she go? We genuinely cannot remember her name. And here’s the thing: a few years ago, she was...
by AnnSheybani | Mar 23, 2026 | Life, Writing
Have you put your book dream on the back burner because you can already think of ten reasons it won’t work? I was watching a fox and her two kits bound across the field one morning as Walt and I drank our first cup of coffee. In the upper pasture, a herd of...
by AnnSheybani | Feb 18, 2026 | Life, Writing
When we lived in Ireland, a neighbor advertised his wood-cutting services with a hand-painted sign along the road. He’d bring a cord of wood over, and instead of dumping it on the lawn and driving away like any self-respecting American contractor, he’d...
by AnnSheybani | Feb 9, 2026 | Life
Hey there, A while back, one of my friends questioned my penchant for voluntarily placing myself in situations where I could get hurt, for “manufacturing fear.” The world provides enough danger already, why go out looking for more? She was referring to...
