It’s so funny that I used to help people write their personal statements for their graduate school applications, and here I am struggling to write my own. As I said to countless clients, it is a tough genre, since it…

For nine and a half years, my husband and filmmaking partner, Kenji, had a series of wrong titles for his documentary. During that time, we'd come up with something, convince ourselves it was the right one and live with it…

Okay, okay, so, in one sense , nothing does last forever.....we are well-conditioned to accept that particular reality...nothing lasts, so we had better get used to change....because if there is one corollary cheek-by-jowl to "Nothing is eternal" it's "Change IS..."!!…

I wish I had a copy of John Knowles’ A Separate Peace. I taught it (with the encouragement of a friend I had then, Mary S.) my first few years of teaching. It ends with words like that – nothing…

When it seemed like Kevin had gotten the hang of it, Mr Nelson gave him his own row to do while Mr Nelson started on the next row. Kevin was being careful but he didn't want to make a mistake…

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 in its infancy, it was old. It could remember the great forest containing nothing but…

It was nineteen twenty nine. i was 33 years old and a new mother. My son was only one years old. He was the joy of my life. I was so lucky to have him. My time with Andres was…

There is a famous quote from Shakespeare, so famous that even I know it. It’s from Othello, Act 1, and is spoken by Iago the anti-hero who pushes the plot relentlessly forward. “Virtue? A fig.” There are many discussions, long…

They wouldn't say how bad it was. The danger floated amorphous, like a fog that descended between them and made thier words muffled, jarring. They said it was "fine," but she could tell they really didn't believe it. They were…

[Short fiction, maybe an opening to a new piece] She walked, head down, avoiding eye contact, as expected. She pretended life was as it always had been--predictable. Programmed. That's when she felt it...the first kick against her belly. She raised…