Category: Book

Back in NYC, Ten Years Later

So, let’s see. Where do I start? I landed at LaGuardia a little before 9:00am on Sunday. I’d rather arrive bleary-eyed than give up a single minute in this city. Outside the airport, I climbed onto the Q70 bus and headed toward the Roosevelt Station, where I planned to buy

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The Final Mile of Writing a Memoir

There are a lot of emotions tangled up in writing your life story. I have come to learn that it’s not MY story, but a tapestry of many people’s stories all woven together.  It’s been cathartic writing through the struggles Jim and I faced in our marriage. Wading through the

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My First Writing Course

It’s 10:28pm. I just got back from my first writing class. There were 16 or 17 of us taking the class. A few young ones, but most ranging from 40 to 60 years old. We went around the room introducing ourselves, one by one telling a snippet of the memoirs we

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Shakespeare & Company: a Literary Sanctuary in Paris

“In Germany the most important creative social status is given to the musician. In Italy it’s the painter. Who’s the most important creator in France? It’s the writer,” writes Elaine Sciolino in her New York Times article. I smiled as I read her words. “France boasts 2,500 bookstores, and for

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Officially in training.

I hate to exercise. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. But because I DO want to be able to meet my goal and be physically able to see every inch of Manhattan, I better get in shape by June. Today was my day to start. You see,

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