Adaptation may be the perfect prompt for a writer who generally starts out with one thing in mind, and ends up with something else entirely. And then I realize, it’s pretty much the way my life goes too. So I had to do it, write about adaptation. I had every intention...
UNVEILING YOUR STORY Pay attention, Mary Oliver directs us. That is rule number one in her Instructions for Living a Life. But it is not enough to pay attention. We must be astonished, she commands. Nor shall we stop at astonishment, for that is selling the world...
“MOM!” It was about as urgent as a teenage boy is willing to sound. But I’m writing. “MOM!” I hear it again, so I leave my office and run upstairs to find out what’s got my son riled up. He’s standing in the hallway outside of his bathroom. He points to the...
I wore black and white checked capris with elastic suspenders lined with protest buttons. Give peace a chance. Make art not war. I (heart) New York. My shirt was an old Hanes undershirt I had scribbled on with sharpie markers. Pictures of a paintbrush, drama masks,...
REBEL WITHOUT CAUSE ‘I am not human, I’m Sarah’ was perhaps my earliest form of rebellion, in response to the taunting of older siblings. But it stuck. To this day I defy rules, cannot sign on the right line, fail miserably at standardized box-filling...
