Colin and I like to travel a lot. When we were overseas, you could find us in a foreign country on any given weekend. Our latest adventure, to the Dominican Republic, was thanks to my brother-in-law Jay...
What a Writer Looks Like by me She stares hard at the screen, hands clenched. Just one index finger poised over the arrow key and One fist gripped at her mouth. She reads...
I got down with my pen and laptop at the 2008 NY Writers’ Coalition Write-a-Thon yesterday. Here is a sample of some bits I wrote–the RESULTS of the Send me a Writing Idea Competition! (selected by independent...
Someone whispered to me this: Today is a one-time deal, Elizabeth. Offer expires at midnight. It’s days before the anniversary of one year in Connecticut and the leaves are still busting out. The forsythia does not...
John Brandon, the great governor of the Warrington Hotel, was the first English person to truly confuse me with a question. “You alright?” he’d ask, his voice rising up lightly. He was from East London, proper Cockney. His...
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