Jane Haddam

Every once in a while, I get fascinated by things that make no sense for me to be fascinated with.  It’s as if my mind is running around loose and suddenly hits a groove. Some of these things are completely irrelevant to anything–this term, for instance, I seem incapable of getting a blog post written…

It’s one of those mornings.  I got up so late that I haven’t had my tea yet, and it’s just turned nine o’clock.  I was thinking I’d run to the grocery store, but the later it gets on Sunday morning, the less I like it, so I’m probably going to let it slide.  And Creamsicle…

So, it’s Saturday, the end of a long, hard week.  Last night I was so exhausted I kept falling asleep on the love seat long before I was supposed to go to bed, and then I went to bed an hour early.  Now I’ve got a ton of student papers to correct, and–I’m not going…

When I went to bed last night, I’d pretty much decided not to write this blog today.  It was midnight.  I had to get up at four thirty in the morning.  I have a lot to do with the rest of the day.  I figured I’d be completely exhausted. I am completely exhausted, but I’m…

Okay, it’s going to be a long day.  A very long day.  I have to go in to school around seven, and teach on and off until four, and then go down to an Indian casino to do a book signing. I am not making that up. It’s the Connecticut Author’s Trail, and I’m glad…

I mean, really. My friends got the computer straightened out, and now it seems like AOL ate my modem. It’s a long story. You can all send stuff telling me I should have gotten off AOL a decade ago. But I’m at school, and I’ve just be witness to what came close to being a…

So, just a couple of words here and there.  It’s Tuesday.  I’ve started to really hate Tuesdays. Robert wants to know who all the draftees are.  Mostly they’re kids who are bright enough, and who have families that are themselves bright and aware enough to know that a “good” job requires a college education. They…

Well, the biggest waste of time this morning is singular.  But I’ve only got a few minutes before I have to get going, so… Today, I’m going in to school half an hour early in what is already a very early day.  I am doing it because, last year, we started to test students in…

Not going to them.  Thinking about them. Specifically, I’ve been wondering if it is possible to make a movie that would accurately portray the events in the book I’ve been reading, the Whittaker Chambers Witness book. And yes, I’m almost done with it for real now, less than ten pages to go, so if you’re…

Well, okay.  Not really so almost. I was attacked in the night by a cat. I have a feeling that cats do not have sleep cycles.  They just get up when they want to, fall asleep when the want to, and don’t see what the fuss is about just because they got you up in…