This is kind of a ghost story. It’s about memories and magic, and it’s about all the ways my mother taught us to believe in small bits of wonder. It’s about hoping for the best while facing the worst, and it’s about pattern-seeking behavior. I lost my mother to cancer on December 29, 2017, after …
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Essay: Sad French Movies
Publicly sharing my non-fiction is literally what my nightmares are made up of. But in my constant fight to open myself to new possibilities and to grow as a writer I have to actually let me writing be read. I am starting a writing class next week on Narrative, taught by one of my favorite …
Brooklyn Book Fest: Trying to Get Serious
Brooklyn Book Fest is coming this Sunday and once again I am so happy I live in NYC. Little is required of me; I just need to show up and be ready to absorb. I have to admit that I have never been as prepared for BBF (I know it's an abbreviation, I'm not trying …