You have to hold your mouth right. It’s what my dad said when we fished. The fish won’t bite unless you do. And if one of us didn’t catch any, “Guess you weren’t holding your mouth right.” No one ever said what “right” meant, and of course we didn’t ask. It was another adult thing that we were supposed to intuit or figure out. Holding your mouth right means closed, as in No Talking. That much was clear. I experimented with pursing my lips, the way fish lips…
The Easy Square Sudoku stymied me. I did not want to work the daily puzzle because I failed, and I did want to work the daily puzzle because I failed. It was a lot the way I felt about writing when I started out. With Sudoku it wasn’t long before my urgency to make the puzzle work overcame my discomfort with failure and I bought a book of puzzles with a section of strategies for filling in those nine by nine squares. For a while I worked…
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