West Side Story In another lifetime I lived on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. The streets were funkier, gentrification on the rise, decades past the time and setting of the movie musical I love. I know pretty much every word to every song, and one of the cheap thrills of watching the new … [Read more...] about The Stories We Tell Ourselves
A Patch of Blue
A cloudy morning, the air cool and crisp against my face, the wind rippling the lake. My eyes fix on a patch of blue peeking between clouds. A year has passed since my last blog post. A pandemic that could not be willed away, coupled with the toxicity of a man whose name runs … [Read more...] about A Patch of Blue
On Hold: my corona diaries
The other day I got caught in the rain on my morning walk. More than a drizzle, less than a downpour. I don’t relish walking in the rain. I count on a 15-minute margin of error in timing my walks to the local weather forecast. Meteorology is only so precise. A neighbor passed … [Read more...] about On Hold: my corona diaries
Submit Surrender Retreat: my corona diaries
As a writer I think about words in all their nuance, music, use and misuse. I submit work in the hope of having it published. In this context, submission is a good thing. No pressure, except what I put on myself in terms of deadlines, not to mention the emotional underpinnings of rejection vs. … [Read more...] about Submit Surrender Retreat: my corona diaries
Walking Waiting Worrying Weeping: my corona diaries
Walking helps the weeping. Springtime brings a little something new to notice each day. Mostly I'm swept up in that touch of green-gold on just-budding leaves. Typically halfway into my walk around the lake endorphins kick in. My gaze shifts from the ground to the trees and sky. Nests show … [Read more...] about Walking Waiting Worrying Weeping: my corona diaries
Channeling Stephen King: writing and inspiration
I’ve been hankering road trips lately, before winter really sets in. Something about being on the road, playlists at the ready, lifts me from a certain melancholy that kicks in this time of year. I relish holiday gatherings with family and friends who have become family, but there is no … [Read more...] about Channeling Stephen King: writing and inspiration
