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Rabbit Writing Holes
The Sharks, West Side Story, 1976, J. Pellman Theatre “Are you going to do a post?” Todd asks after I show him a picture I came across this morning. “Look at that. Could I have been more depressed?” “But you kept going.” “Maybe I could post it and say I’m writing a...
The Most Beautiful Thing
The most beautiful thing about the delicate pages that hold the power of the Universe within them is this: they speak loudly on some days and in whispers on others, but they always have something important to say. Whether I weep or laugh (wait, have I ever really...
The “Little Way”Through: One Writer’s Morning
It’s early on a beautiful summer morning. Just as I’ve finished doing all these little things— like waking up, praying, making the bed, drinking water, taking Fannie around the block, drinking water, doing 22 minutes of classical stretch with Miranda Esmonde-White on...
Sometimes Never Forever
—On Publishing, Prayers and Healing in My Second Chapter Sometimes I get so overwhelmed and filled with self doubt when I do my query searches for agents and publishers I feel like Dorothy in the field of the poppies. Oh, it can be discouraging and draining. Never is...