It was New Year’s Eve 2007. I had just come from a party at my best friend’s house and I was trying to hail a cab at about 1am on a semi-quiet street on the Lower East Side. I was in a snit. My best friend’s friend had pawned her nine-year old off on me, … More The Rules of Disengagement
There was a time that I seriously considered using my love of the written word for a career in journalism. So when I was offered my first opportunity to be a paid journalist and the subject was “celebrations of love”, I jumped at it despite my inherent reservations at being outed as an extreme quixotic. … More Celebrations of Love
I had the privilege of meeting Nelson Mandela in person once, but before I write about the experience I want to tell you why that was important to me. I vividly remember the first time I heard the word apartheid. It was my sophomore year of high school and I was in my global social … More A Legacy of Peace
Sadly, I’ve never read a book by Joan Didion. She’s arguably one of the best known and much heralded novelists of our time. I own at least two of her books and I’ve thought about reading them several times, especially The Year of Magical Thinking. She’s also a transplanted New Yorker who loves New York, … More Writer = God or Vessel?
I recently debated with a friend the benefit of saving words I’d put on paper but couldn’t use for the writing project I was working on. A very talented author in her own right, she urged me not to throw anything I’d written away. My friend made the convincing argument that nothing written was wasted. … More Why Write Now?