The Dangers of Meeting on Halloween

The Dangers of Meeting on Halloween

(from a possible chapter in my upcoming memoir) He was a rock ‘n roll skater. I was Cleopatra. Disco skating was popular at the time, but he was no disco-er, thank you very much. He had short shorts, muscle shirt, and purple hair, quite possibly in a mullet. And a...
Writing, Eating and the Joy of Life

Writing, Eating and the Joy of Life

The first writing workshop I went to was taught by Nancy Aronie. She started off her class by telling the story of the first writers workshop she had been invited to, where the women were uppity and judged harshly…but the food was amazing. Nancy’s...

I Could Make It Work

You know how when you are shopping for a car, all you see are the cars you are looking at? Or if you’re trying to get pregnant, all you notice are babies? Or happy couples when you are lonely? All I am seeing now is “Apartment for Rent” signs. I’m in the midst of a...

Who’s Got Your Back?

At an event I recently attended, a Senior Executive was sharing a story about a text she had received once from her babysitter that simply said “I need to talk to you when you get home”. I immediately felt that sinking feeling that the words “we need...

Freedom Land

I was thinking about the state of affairs in our country and remembered this poem I penned in 1969, when I was 14 years old. Lest you think this current insanity is new for our country, let’s remember that we’ve been there/done that and can come back to...

Living in the “Before” Picture

Here we go again. The cookies have all been eaten – mostly wolfed down in the past few days. Bags of “junk” have been sent off with others not in quite the same dire state. Charts have been made, intentions sent. Ready, set….go. Again. Here’s the thing: I wasn’t...