“I think a writer has an obligation, a twofold obligation. One is to bring forth the truth that is within, and the other is to bear witness in this world”
Do you remember when you were a kid, and you thought about what you were going to “be” when you grew up? Maybe you wanted to be an astronaut, or a doctor, or a veterinarian. Me? I always wanted to be a writer. But the question so many writers ask themselves is: am I reallyContinue reading “A long time coming…”
Change is inevitable. It brings about a sense of loss for what is being left behind, but it also forces us to go forward and create new paths, forge new friendships, and generate new ideas
“we felt that if we worked on something together, we would help to push each other through”
” how to write about something so massive, so pervasive, so threatening?”
But do we really play? Just have fun with the sport, the musical instrument, the piece of writing we’re working on? Do we improvise for the sake of improvising?
It’s easy to begin the new year with a blog about new prospects, resolutions, new hopes and aspirations, especially as we all look forward to this new decade. But I want to begin this year’s blog, this new decade with the idea of winter. Real winter — the kind that brings double-digit, sub-zero temperatures. TheContinue reading “Winter, writer”
I think that human tenacity inspires me. Our bounce back-ability, you know? That we can recover from so many things. And I think something else that inspires me is that we really have everything in us that we already need. Who we are is already inside of us, is already there, and it’s just a question of unearthing it. So, when I write stories, novels, I think they are about people unearthing themselves.
When I was young, I used to take singing lessons. I had a romantic dream of singing in musicals, especially ones like West Side Story. In my fantasies, I would, of course, play the role of Maria, the star-crossed teenager, styled after Shakespeare’s Juliet. If I couldn’t be Maria in West Side Story, I wouldContinue reading “Where’s your voice?”