Laura Lippman
@lauralippman.bsky.social
Likable character who specializes in writing unlikeable characters. Thick 'n Creamy since 1925, (cheerfully) uncoupled since February 2020. I am too a Merry Sunshine.
Good morning, Bluesky.
In NYC with kid, creating some new traditions. I try to be grateful every day, but I’ve made a list today of specific things for which I’m thankful. To quote a Laurie Colwin story that is particularly dear to me: “I drink to a deeply wonderful life.”
11/27/2024 photo
In NYC with kid, creating some new traditions. I try to be grateful every day, but I’ve made a list today of specific things for which I’m thankful. To quote a Laurie Colwin story that is particularly dear to me: “I drink to a deeply wonderful life.”
11/27/2024 photo
November 27, 2025 at 1:08 PM
Good morning, Bluesky.
In NYC with kid, creating some new traditions. I try to be grateful every day, but I’ve made a list today of specific things for which I’m thankful. To quote a Laurie Colwin story that is particularly dear to me: “I drink to a deeply wonderful life.”
11/27/2024 photo
In NYC with kid, creating some new traditions. I try to be grateful every day, but I’ve made a list today of specific things for which I’m thankful. To quote a Laurie Colwin story that is particularly dear to me: “I drink to a deeply wonderful life.”
11/27/2024 photo
Good morning, Bluesky.
On the Upper West Side and basically had to cut myself out of (old not new) (combat not riding) boot and that’s as close as I’ll ever get to being Marjorie Morningstar.
At least I’ve been spared the whole Noel Airman/Wally Wronken of it all.
Photo from Nov. 27, 2024.
On the Upper West Side and basically had to cut myself out of (old not new) (combat not riding) boot and that’s as close as I’ll ever get to being Marjorie Morningstar.
At least I’ve been spared the whole Noel Airman/Wally Wronken of it all.
Photo from Nov. 27, 2024.
November 26, 2025 at 12:44 PM
Good morning, Bluesky.
On the Upper West Side and basically had to cut myself out of (old not new) (combat not riding) boot and that’s as close as I’ll ever get to being Marjorie Morningstar.
At least I’ve been spared the whole Noel Airman/Wally Wronken of it all.
Photo from Nov. 27, 2024.
On the Upper West Side and basically had to cut myself out of (old not new) (combat not riding) boot and that’s as close as I’ll ever get to being Marjorie Morningstar.
At least I’ve been spared the whole Noel Airman/Wally Wronken of it all.
Photo from Nov. 27, 2024.
Y’all I swear I quit all the apps five years ago.
November 25, 2025 at 11:23 PM
Y’all I swear I quit all the apps five years ago.
Good morning, Bluesky.
To whom it may concern:
Please excuse [name redacted]’s tardiness today. Her obsessive mother could not tear herself away from the sunrise.
Yours,
The Obsessive Mother
To whom it may concern:
Please excuse [name redacted]’s tardiness today. Her obsessive mother could not tear herself away from the sunrise.
Yours,
The Obsessive Mother
November 25, 2025 at 11:59 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
To whom it may concern:
Please excuse [name redacted]’s tardiness today. Her obsessive mother could not tear herself away from the sunrise.
Yours,
The Obsessive Mother
To whom it may concern:
Please excuse [name redacted]’s tardiness today. Her obsessive mother could not tear herself away from the sunrise.
Yours,
The Obsessive Mother
Good morning, Bluesky.
Trust me on this: There is a singular pleasure in making a (perfect) martini for someone you used to make hot cocoa for, then having a nice little cocktail chat.
I have almost no family, so I’m extremely grateful to have had my stepson in my life for almost 25 years now.
Trust me on this: There is a singular pleasure in making a (perfect) martini for someone you used to make hot cocoa for, then having a nice little cocktail chat.
I have almost no family, so I’m extremely grateful to have had my stepson in my life for almost 25 years now.
November 24, 2025 at 11:55 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
Trust me on this: There is a singular pleasure in making a (perfect) martini for someone you used to make hot cocoa for, then having a nice little cocktail chat.
I have almost no family, so I’m extremely grateful to have had my stepson in my life for almost 25 years now.
Trust me on this: There is a singular pleasure in making a (perfect) martini for someone you used to make hot cocoa for, then having a nice little cocktail chat.
I have almost no family, so I’m extremely grateful to have had my stepson in my life for almost 25 years now.
Good morning, Bluesky.
Kid worked costumes, makeup and set design on the school musical and everyone in the family made at least one performance and we showered her with tributes, as we should have. No small parts, just one small teen who’s darn good at what she does.
Kid worked costumes, makeup and set design on the school musical and everyone in the family made at least one performance and we showered her with tributes, as we should have. No small parts, just one small teen who’s darn good at what she does.
November 23, 2025 at 2:02 PM
Good morning, Bluesky.
Kid worked costumes, makeup and set design on the school musical and everyone in the family made at least one performance and we showered her with tributes, as we should have. No small parts, just one small teen who’s darn good at what she does.
Kid worked costumes, makeup and set design on the school musical and everyone in the family made at least one performance and we showered her with tributes, as we should have. No small parts, just one small teen who’s darn good at what she does.
Got my 5+ miles in, now I just have to stay up until 12:30 a.m. because of the cast party . . .
November 22, 2025 at 9:34 PM
Got my 5+ miles in, now I just have to stay up until 12:30 a.m. because of the cast party . . .
Good morning, Bluesky.
If I could have it this way I know I’d
I’d wanna live where it’s like today
I’d wanna live where it’s always this way
I’d wanna live where it’s always Saturday.
(Photo from 53 weeks ago — a Saturday — because rain and because I “slept in” after a really tough week.)
If I could have it this way I know I’d
I’d wanna live where it’s like today
I’d wanna live where it’s always this way
I’d wanna live where it’s always Saturday.
(Photo from 53 weeks ago — a Saturday — because rain and because I “slept in” after a really tough week.)
November 22, 2025 at 12:32 PM
Good morning, Bluesky.
If I could have it this way I know I’d
I’d wanna live where it’s like today
I’d wanna live where it’s always this way
I’d wanna live where it’s always Saturday.
(Photo from 53 weeks ago — a Saturday — because rain and because I “slept in” after a really tough week.)
If I could have it this way I know I’d
I’d wanna live where it’s like today
I’d wanna live where it’s always this way
I’d wanna live where it’s always Saturday.
(Photo from 53 weeks ago — a Saturday — because rain and because I “slept in” after a really tough week.)
Good morning, Bluesky.
When I was the age my daughter is now, a love song came on the car radio and my dad said he liked it and I remember at least once a week how I wanted to hurl my body onto Frederick Road into the path of an oncoming truck.
When I was the age my daughter is now, a love song came on the car radio and my dad said he liked it and I remember at least once a week how I wanted to hurl my body onto Frederick Road into the path of an oncoming truck.
November 21, 2025 at 11:58 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
When I was the age my daughter is now, a love song came on the car radio and my dad said he liked it and I remember at least once a week how I wanted to hurl my body onto Frederick Road into the path of an oncoming truck.
When I was the age my daughter is now, a love song came on the car radio and my dad said he liked it and I remember at least once a week how I wanted to hurl my body onto Frederick Road into the path of an oncoming truck.
Good morning, Bluesky.
O GREAT STARRY SKY
Where our thoughts go
Like door-to-door Bible salesmen,
Only to have the doors
Slammed into their faces.
—Charles Simic—
O GREAT STARRY SKY
Where our thoughts go
Like door-to-door Bible salesmen,
Only to have the doors
Slammed into their faces.
—Charles Simic—
November 20, 2025 at 12:02 PM
Good morning, Bluesky.
O GREAT STARRY SKY
Where our thoughts go
Like door-to-door Bible salesmen,
Only to have the doors
Slammed into their faces.
—Charles Simic—
O GREAT STARRY SKY
Where our thoughts go
Like door-to-door Bible salesmen,
Only to have the doors
Slammed into their faces.
—Charles Simic—
Good morning, Bluesky.
“Wise guests wake early at the Royal Karnak Palace Hotel.”
Havoc, Christopher Bollen, recommended by several friends, and oh-so-good so far.
(Photo from yesterday because today is meh, although I’ve already clocked 3.2 miles at an average speed of 3.8 mph.)
“Wise guests wake early at the Royal Karnak Palace Hotel.”
Havoc, Christopher Bollen, recommended by several friends, and oh-so-good so far.
(Photo from yesterday because today is meh, although I’ve already clocked 3.2 miles at an average speed of 3.8 mph.)
November 19, 2025 at 1:03 PM
Good morning, Bluesky.
“Wise guests wake early at the Royal Karnak Palace Hotel.”
Havoc, Christopher Bollen, recommended by several friends, and oh-so-good so far.
(Photo from yesterday because today is meh, although I’ve already clocked 3.2 miles at an average speed of 3.8 mph.)
“Wise guests wake early at the Royal Karnak Palace Hotel.”
Havoc, Christopher Bollen, recommended by several friends, and oh-so-good so far.
(Photo from yesterday because today is meh, although I’ve already clocked 3.2 miles at an average speed of 3.8 mph.)
Good morning, Bluesky.
Wildfires, bamboo, just going to sit here and await the capital-M metaphor of the day.
Wildfires, bamboo, just going to sit here and await the capital-M metaphor of the day.
November 18, 2025 at 12:15 PM
Good morning, Bluesky.
Wildfires, bamboo, just going to sit here and await the capital-M metaphor of the day.
Wildfires, bamboo, just going to sit here and await the capital-M metaphor of the day.
What perfect album came out the year you turned 16?
(OK, I’m fudging my age, but can you blame me?)
(OK, I’m fudging my age, but can you blame me?)
November 17, 2025 at 8:27 PM
What perfect album came out the year you turned 16?
(OK, I’m fudging my age, but can you blame me?)
(OK, I’m fudging my age, but can you blame me?)
Good morning, Bluesky.
Back on my bullshit.
Back on my bullshit.
November 17, 2025 at 11:48 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
Back on my bullshit.
Back on my bullshit.
Made it to the mothership, someone is getting a “hipster capybara.” Shhh!
November 16, 2025 at 11:38 AM
Made it to the mothership, someone is getting a “hipster capybara.” Shhh!
Good morning, Bluesky. And goodbye to London, which takes Christmas quite seriously.
November 16, 2025 at 11:23 AM
Good morning, Bluesky. And goodbye to London, which takes Christmas quite seriously.
Good morning, Bluesky.
Last full day in Tuscany. Veni, vedi, vici. (My students might tell it differently, but I did my best and I’m very proud of how open they were to critique, the possibility of big changes in their work.)
Last full day in Tuscany. Veni, vedi, vici. (My students might tell it differently, but I did my best and I’m very proud of how open they were to critique, the possibility of big changes in their work.)
November 14, 2025 at 9:27 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
Last full day in Tuscany. Veni, vedi, vici. (My students might tell it differently, but I did my best and I’m very proud of how open they were to critique, the possibility of big changes in their work.)
Last full day in Tuscany. Veni, vedi, vici. (My students might tell it differently, but I did my best and I’m very proud of how open they were to critique, the possibility of big changes in their work.)
Good morning, Bluesky.
A checklist:
A comfortable bed, doesn’t hurt my back
Food to fill me up
Warm clothes
Full house, rock and roll band
Pens that won’t run out of ink
Cool quiet/time to think
Six out of eight, not bad!
A checklist:
A comfortable bed, doesn’t hurt my back
Food to fill me up
Warm clothes
Full house, rock and roll band
Pens that won’t run out of ink
Cool quiet/time to think
Six out of eight, not bad!
November 13, 2025 at 9:58 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
A checklist:
A comfortable bed, doesn’t hurt my back
Food to fill me up
Warm clothes
Full house, rock and roll band
Pens that won’t run out of ink
Cool quiet/time to think
Six out of eight, not bad!
A checklist:
A comfortable bed, doesn’t hurt my back
Food to fill me up
Warm clothes
Full house, rock and roll band
Pens that won’t run out of ink
Cool quiet/time to think
Six out of eight, not bad!
Good morning, Bluesky.
Mine’s blue, too.
Mine’s blue, too.
November 12, 2025 at 11:09 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
Mine’s blue, too.
Mine’s blue, too.
Good morning, Bluesky.
This is why they pay me the big bucks.*
*They do not, in fact, pay me big bucks, but the compensation is fair and just.
This is why they pay me the big bucks.*
*They do not, in fact, pay me big bucks, but the compensation is fair and just.
November 11, 2025 at 9:40 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
This is why they pay me the big bucks.*
*They do not, in fact, pay me big bucks, but the compensation is fair and just.
This is why they pay me the big bucks.*
*They do not, in fact, pay me big bucks, but the compensation is fair and just.
Good morning, Bluesky.
Of course people do go both ways.
Of course people do go both ways.
November 10, 2025 at 11:20 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
Of course people do go both ways.
Of course people do go both ways.
Life doesn’t suck.
November 9, 2025 at 10:50 AM
Life doesn’t suck.
Good morning, Bluesky.
Do I dare to eat a clementine?
Do I dare to eat a clementine?
November 9, 2025 at 9:36 AM
Good morning, Bluesky.
Do I dare to eat a clementine?
Do I dare to eat a clementine?
Casa, casa dolce. I have returned to one of my favorite places on earth, where job one is relearning how to use a moka pot and build my own fires. Job 2 is getting ready to meet with students.
November 8, 2025 at 8:33 AM
Casa, casa dolce. I have returned to one of my favorite places on earth, where job one is relearning how to use a moka pot and build my own fires. Job 2 is getting ready to meet with students.