The writer and the laundry We all have to choose where to lay our sacrifices, and I have lain mine at the feet of my children. The greatest sacrifice was going to work every day, thus missing important events in their lives Read more
Mastering social media Someone somewhere, an organizational genius, will simplify our quest for connection, and we will be so much happier. Read more
Monica Lewinsky: The Other Woman According to the press and our societal expectations, when an affair is revealed, the only vow that counts is the vow a man made to his wife. The promises made to the Other Woman are thrown in the trash. Read more
FROM ACCEPTANCE TO PUBLICATION: Dumb Webinars Steve Harrison has had lunch with a large number of people who have made millions of dollars off their books. Read more
BETWEEN ACCEPTANCE AND PUBLICATION: Prologue The negatives have floated away. The support stays with me. Read more
How I Feel About the End of the World I heard last night on Bill Maher’s show that Jacques Cousteau predicted that the oceans would be dead in the lifetimes of some people then alive. A UN committee tells us that we’d better get moving or we won’t survive. I’m beginning to take global warming seriously. The pathos of it grips me from timeContinue reading “How I Feel About the End of the World” Read more
Singing in the Women's Prison My choir, Cantigas, sang on Thursday at the Edna McMahan Women’s Prison in Clinton, New Jersey. Thirty women took the day to participate. Security was tight. We had to fill out forms weeks before the event so we could be checked out, and lists could be given to the prison staff. Before getting on theContinue reading “Singing in the Women's Prison” Read more
A SAD GOOD-BYE TO PHILIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN The words “addict” and “greatest actor” don’t go together comfortably in our minds. Addicts are down and out, they’re criminals, you don’t want to be around them. They’re dirty and dangerous. But then, there’s Philip Seymour Hoffman. Years ago, I saw a film about programs in The Netherlands and Switzerland under which addicts are treatedContinue reading “A SAD GOOD-BYE TO PHILIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN” Read more
Life Without My Husband: The Weekend While my husband Terry was in Australia, I was at Kripalu for the weekend. There were yoga classes, meditations, a wild noon dance, an evening concert, and fresh food of a larger variety than we usually eat. The view of a constantly mutating lake and folds of distant mountains was magnificent. What I loved mostContinue reading “Life Without My Husband: The Weekend” Read more