Jane Haddam

I wonder how many people out there remember a movie called Night of the Lepus. It was a horror movie about gigantic, carnivorous rabbits. Rabbits. And in the end, gigantic or not, carnivorous or not, they were still rabbits. But it’s Thanksgiving, and I’m in that odd position where I’ve got people coming and not…

Actually, the only turkey I was referring to here yesterday was the one in my refrigerator, which is very large and requires mushrooms, onions, celery, chestnuts, butter and breadcrumbs to get stuffed for Thanksgiving.  I didn’t think Robert was complaining I didn’t write enough.  I thought he was worried I was sick again–which I don’t…

I was a little startled to get an e-mail this morning complaining that posts on the blog had been rather scarce lately–it didn’t seem that way to me, since I thought I’d been writing nearly every day.  But maybe it’s true.  If it is, it’s nothing in particular–I’ve got a copyedited manuscript that I’m late…

Meaning, of course: and now for something completely different. At least, completely different from what we’ve been doing lately.  I meant to do this last year, and then I got worried that I’d sound hectoring, so I didn’t. But this year I keep running across stuff–hard to explain it any other way–and I thought I’d…

Sometimes I do something so incredibly boneheaded and clueless, I can’t believe I can walk and talk at the same time. To tell you all the truth, it hadn’t occurred to me, yesterday, to think about the “unified field theory of everything.” And it should have.  I’ve certainly heard about it enough. But when I…

So. While we’ve been going over the morality stuff, I’ve been reading a tiny little book called On Painting, by Leon Battista Alberti. These days, we wouldn’t even call it a book, or, if we did, we’d publish it with big type and lots of white space.  My Penguin edition only makes it to the…

Which is what we’ve got a lot of outside my window.  I’ve started sitting around wishing plaintively that we’d have just a day or two of half decent weather so that the cold, now mostly on the way out, won’t just come back again. Of course, there are students, so there’s that. I’m feeling, this…

I’m going to just sort of wander around today.  For one thing, I writing from school, where I’m supposed to be having office hours.  Actually, I am having office hours.  It’s just that nobody is here, and nobody is going to be here.  So I’ve got to think of something to do with myself. To…

Okay, before I get going, I’d like to recommend this http://chronicle.com/article/article-content/125329/ that I picked up on Arts and Letters Daily today.  Because, when I get back to “college” education…well.  Read it and you’ll see what I mean. But as to the comments: There are only “many ways to build a bridge” if you define “bridge”…

I got up late.  Well, latish.  For me.  And I’m feeling better, so I have my fingers crossed. But I just wanted to jump in on three points. First, I’m sure there really are cases out there where kids are so extremely jumpy and distracted that we’re looking at an honest  problem in mental functioning.…