And Lo, the day shall come to pass when thou will engage in a conversation with thy father or thy mother about thy parent's bowel movements. And thou will enter into dialogue and be a witness to thy parent's colonic testimony, and thou will listen freely and openly and with only small disgust and embarrassment.... Continue Reading →
THE TEENAGE MIND: a rockmom comic
My first comic! A collaboration with artist/illustrator Bonnie Wong: - - - - - - - - - Story & Text: Jennifer S. Deayton All Artwork: Bonnie Wong For reprints & permissions, please contact: jennifer@bodegamediahk.com About the Artist: Bonnie Wong is a Hong Kong-based Illustrator. She is now pursuing her Illustration degree in Savannah College... Continue Reading →
Talking Rock, Writing & Darius Rucker with Author Suzanne Kamata
So one of the best things about being part of the 'Dragonfruit' anthology is getting to know the work of other expatriate women writers. Women such as award-winning author, Suzanne Kamata, who lives in Japan. Her anthology essay, 'Love and Polka Dots', tells of a museum trip with her daughter, who is a budding artist herself but disabled,... Continue Reading →
Monday Morning Music – YAZ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QdV-5ivltkc You do realize that the '80s are to our children what the '60s were to us? A fascinating period of ancient history that produced a lot of good music, and fashion that was both embarrassing and strangely inspiring. I don't know how many Hong Kong boys I see around town these days dressed in their porkpie hats,... Continue Reading →
We Need To Have A Talk… About Jesus
Does your child deserve a relationship with God, even if you don’t have one? Since I gave up social media for Lent, I’ve had a lot of time to ponder this question. (I’ve also found myself wondering: What Would Jesus Tweet? But that’s another story.) My quandary has been inspired by EO’s recent interest in... Continue Reading →
Notes From Another Land
He sits on the back porch to smoke, because he's not allowed to smoke inside. He has a comfortable chair and a radio out there - tuned to news talk - and a glass of ice water. His dogs like to sit in his lap. The smell from his cigarette sneaks by the back door,... Continue Reading →
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