In honor of the Thanksgiving holiday, students at Carnegie Mellon put together a few recipes from books, including Alice's "Eat-me" cookies, Anne of Green Gable's plum puffs, and Harry Potter's violet pudding. It got me thinking about the literary foods that have stayed with me: the horehound candy and pulled taffy in the Little House books and the roasted potatoes -- cooked in a tin can -- in Ruth Sawyer's Roller Skates. From slightly later, I remember apple pie with vanilla ice cream in On the Road and ice-cold wine chilled by a stream in The Sun Also Rises. Anyone else's mouth watering yet? What's your favorite literary food? (If you're stumped, Literary Food Porn is one place to start.)

After months of anticipation, New Moon opened at 12:01 last night to sold-out theaters across the nation, and is projected to bring in $85 to $100 million this weekend. Are you one of the fans who've already seen the movie? How did it measure up to the book, and to the Twilight film? Let us know.

Photo: Stephenie Meyer at the New Moon premiere earlier this week.

We're over halfway done with NaNoWriMo and I'm curious about what's been happening in other parts of the country this month. What events have you hosted or attended? And how's your month going, generally? (I'm woefully behind, but hope to catch up over Thanksgiving.) Tell us about your write-in.

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Over the weekend, I attended a seminar at Poets House by Naomi Shihab Nye on elegiac poetry. She's in the process of working on a collection about her late father -- perhaps for publication, perhaps not -- and she shared some of the things she's been reading and writing since he died. Like many people there, I had come because I'm also tentatively working on an elegiac work of some kind, in my case, for my mother. Shihab Nye started by opening up the floor to us, asking if we were working on similar projects and what our process has been. It was so comforting to be in a room with people who were also working with loss, and to hear that they, too, struggled to find the right form for their grief.

She also offered a number of book recommendations that I want to pass on, for readers here who might be engaged in a similar project or who recently lost someone: Beloved on the Earth, an anthology edited by Jim Perlman; Concerning the Book That Is the Body of the Beloved by Gregory Orr; The True Calm Keeps Biding Its Story by Rusty Morrison; and Braided Creek: A Conversation in Poetry by Jim Harrison and Ted Kooser, to name a few. I haven't had a chance to read these yet, but they're on my list.

She also gave us an exercise: 1) Write down three questions you'd like to ask someone who's lost to you, either through death or estrangement. 2) List three to five physical items that come to mind when you think of this person. 3) Write down three to five quotes that you associate with the person. Then take bits and pieces of what you've written and work them into a poem of a few lines. You might find that those few lines are enough on their own, or you might expand them into a longer poem or even (for the purposes of this site) a prose piece.