What is it exactly that I believe? I like to pride myself on saying that I don’t actually believe anything, not completely, because I leave room for possibilities. There are at least 2 sides to every story, and thinking we are correct about anything is a collective myth. Of course, that leaves one imbalanced sometimes,…
I think it’s important for you to know my process. The following are characters that I wrote about based on some writing exercises I created. I came up with a few ideas about a character, then proceeded just to write, without edification or premeditation. Sometimes, I have an outline for a story, and sometimes, I…
I don’t really like the idea of plastic surgery. I realize that people are going to continue to have it, and it has been accepted as a norm. Don’t get me wrong. I look at my face in Zoom meetings and obsess about my sagging jowls as much as the next middle aged woman. But…
Abe’s life was shaped by his history. My dad came from “the old country”, somewhere in Poland, but he came early enough so he had no accent. Abe was the baby of the family. His father died when Abe was 3, from Tuberculosis, but Abe had several older brothers and sisters as surrogate parents. Life…
Happy Saturday. I apologize for being late today. I admit, I’m getting a bit overwhelmed. I have a very small following, and I don’t want to let anyone down, but I’m going to be posting every other week for awhile because…I work full time and I am finding it difficult to write every week. I…
Alpha (the beginning) The Dark Tower; I am still wondering what that means. I have always thought about the deeper meaning of life, or the nature of reality. My life journey has had dragons, princes, and princesses, because I couldn’t have made it through without the women in my life. The sojourn has had castles…
Moving from Brooklyn to North Massapequa on Long Island, New York, I was the new kid on the block. The only friends I made were a set of twins who had also recently moved from the city to suburbia and together, we lamented. We hated it. I couldn’t sleep, it was so darned quiet. I…
I’m reading, “ the Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks” by Rebecca Skloot. A fascinating non-fiction that reads like a novel. Anyway, I don’t believe in divine providence, at least, not the way Evangelicals of the Christian or Muslim faith do. I might be closer to Henrietta’s family – they still believe in Voo Doo, even…
I still lived in Brooklyn. The year was 1969 and racial tensions were high. The Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr. had been killed only a year previous. One day, outside the windows of my school, students from the high school walked out of school and marched in the streets, almost creating a riot, demanding equality…
Humans are unique. We don’t just eat to survive, we eat because it’s fun. It’s a sensual experience, meaning that our senses are involved. Eating can be quite hedonistic. Look at the fast food industry. If it was merely about convenience, people would simply buy healthy foods that someone else prepares. It’s not even about…