her second book. bees come another bestseller, your 84-year-old mother writes another book and asks you to write another fore word. there you sit in the middle of the night, searching for something new to say about the woman who simply can t stop writing. the woman known as. well, she has done it again, my 84-year-old mother, written another book. this one called, vacuuming in the nude and other ways to get attention. that is her back there right now. she put clothes on for the evening, tonight, my mom is the subject of an hour-long primetime special that will attempt to answer the question, how did a woman who wrote every day for 60 years, finally turn into a new york times best selling author? and how did my mother, a woman i have known my whole life, suddenly turn into america s grandmother? i don t know. but i am interested to find out. my bride of 61 years, she say very good writer, a very good tender, i love her, she is my girl. she was fun and creative. and thi
and then, two years after her second book. bees come another bestseller, your 84-year-old mother writes another book and asks you to write another fore word. there you sit in the middle of the night, searching for something new to say about the woman who simply can t stop writing. the woman known as. well, she has done it again, my 84-year-old mother, written another book. this one called, vacuuming in the nude and other ways to get attention. that is her back there right now. she put clothes on for the evening, tonight, my mom is the subject of an hour-long primetime special that will attempt to answer the question, how did a woman who wrote every day for 60 years, finally turn into a new york times best selling author? and how did my mother, a woman i have known my whole life, suddenly turn into america s grandmother? i don t know. but i am interested to find out. my bride of 61 years, she say very good writer, a very good tender, i love her, she is my girl. she was
way to do it was through poetry, it was hard to find the perfect poem, i ended up writing it when i had success it was like winning the lottery, it was wonderful. i came upon a group of girls jumping rope and they recited one of my poems from memory as they jumped rome, the rhyme of turtles or pokey wherever they go, they carry their houses that s why they so slow, they loved it. i fell like a celebrity, i continued writing, after i stopped teaching to have children. i wrote all the time, i made notes all the time, i got up in the middle of the night if i got an idea and made notes. i think curiosity more than anything else drives my mom, my earliest memories of
way to do it was through poetry, it was hard to find the perfect poem, i ended up writing it when i had success it was like winning the lottery, it was wonderful. i came upon a group of girls jumping rope and they recited one of my poems from memory as they jumped rome, the rhyme of turtles or pokey wherever they go, they carry their houses that s why they so slow, they loved it. i fell like a celebrity, i continued writing, after i stopped teaching to have children. i wrote all the time, i made notes all the time, i got up in the middle of the night if i got an idea and made notes. i think curiosity more than anything else drives my mom, my earliest memories of