No sooner does September roll around and I’m smack in that back-to-school mindset that to this day energizes me. Get to a certain age and you find yourself thinking more and more about the passage of time. Wasn’t it just yesterday that the lion and the lamb of March finally brought relief from … [Read more...] about Seasonal Notes from a Lifelong Learner
Dear Diary No More
What began as a way to escape family noise came to an end when I found my true voice as a writer. Tucked away on the very top shelf of my closet is a lidded box, gray cardboard trimmed with metal, and filled with with diaries. There’s the leather and hand-made paper one (Il Papiro, … [Read more...] about Dear Diary No More
Jane Austen, My iPhone, and Lessons in Perspective
These days find me craving Jane Austen. Reading a Jane Austen novel at any given time is its own kind of joy. In an instant I’m pulled into a world, if not a kind of writing, I discovered as a teenager. But it’s during dark times that I seem to need her most. Back in September … [Read more...] about Jane Austen, My iPhone, and Lessons in Perspective
The Stories We Tell Ourselves
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
