DECEMBER 29, 2010
~~I’m head over heels in love with Barbara Barth.
Here’s three reasons why: She’s hilarious. She’s hilarious. She’s daaaamn hilarious.
In The Unfaithful Widow Barth writes several short essays about her first year alone after the death of her husband. The first sentence from “The Blue Cupboard” immediately made me smile.
“Some women have fantasies about sex. I had fantasies about owning a blue cupboard…I used to dream about this cupboard,…primitive, large and with just a hint of old robins egg blue paint.”