At the dinner party she was seated next to a very attractive woman in her late twenties, a red head who introduced herself to Izzy…

Since New Year's Day, I have worked every day because the world premiere of THE DREAMERS AND I, a film I worked on, was in…

Years ago, late at night in her Chicago hospital bed, after some struggles, some dementia-fueled trips to an Old Russia she never visited, Momma died.…

I stood on the side of the road, bags stacked next to me, coat plastered to my shivering form. The taxi pulled away, job done…

The knoc on the door continued, it's softer at first.Then louder.Agatha shook her head to clear it, her coughing was getting worse and with the…

Every season has its smell, its olfactory power, so that when you recall it, senses wake up: the taste of fresh baked sugar cookies mixed…

Barbara sat slumped on the edge of a bed. The dim bulb overhead struggled to fill the dingy motel room with light. Details were hard…

At 18, Agatha was a wife. At 22, she was a widow. The stabbing pain of that loss engulfed her. It was her mother who…

The World - if I'm going to anthropomorphize her , I should capitalize her, right?- THE WORLD is a busy thing. A very large and…

In the depths of a mountain, coiled on a pile of gold, lay a dragon. It was an ancient being. When the kingdom outside was…

I can’t speak for her; I can’t speak for my daughter Susan. She is—was—the daughter of a woman—me—who refused to die. I am the mother.…

Con men and snake oil salesmen have always been with us, both in literature and, sadly, in life as well: The Bible has plenty of…