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Am I A Real Writer Now?
Although I went to school for writing, ran a literary magazine at my college, and graduated with a BFA and a collection of short stories under my belt, I have always been hesitant to call myself a “writer.” If I ever did mention that I write, it was along with many qualifications… “I’m an executive … Continue reading
Get Heated: Sex, Fantasy & Horror Reads
Now that the festivities have come to end and the year has just begun it’s time to get our reading caps on. Winter is a good time to build upon our literary arsenal. With the right books we can provide our own warmth and generate heat to move us forward, take us into new realms, … Continue reading
[LIT] Nostalgia And Validation: A Review of Sari Botton’s Goodbye To All That
A very smart friend gifted me this book for Christmas. It was the perfect gift, because I am a writer and I loved and left New York, and also, unbeknownst to my friend, I had read about the book in an upstate magazine months earlier and put it on my mental “to-read” list. The basics: … Continue reading
I Am Not My Job: Why I Left New York City
It was Patti Smith who said, in a talk at Cooper Union in 2010, that “New York has closed itself off to the young and the struggling.” Smith wrote in her memoir, Just Kids, about coming to New York as a “down and out” young woman, scraping by in a cheap apartment, creating a community … Continue reading
Lit For The New Year
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Holiday Poetry Picks for Those Special Times You Need to be Alone With a Book
Happy holidays! Everyone’s doing lists and talking of shopping and getting together with family, they brave the crowds and wait in sweaty lines. I myself avoid it like the plague (and flu shots). For the past few years since the divorce, I’ve spent Christmas alone. My daughter goes to her dad’s since he’s Catholic and … Continue reading
Poet Conversation: Laura Madeline Wiseman and Margaret Bashaar – Part 2
To me, the huge fall from grace, the knowledge revealed is not sexuality or nudity or shame, among other things, as it is for Adam and Eve, but is the fall from trust. Lilith’s lost innocence is that she learns she can no longer trust Adam, trust men, trust the (male) creator. Continue reading
Poet Conversation: Laura Madeline Wiseman And Margaret Bashaar – Part 1
This week I’ll be posting a 2-part conversation I had with poet/editor Laura Madeline Wiseman about poetry, feminism, art, inspiration, her new chapbook, First Wife, and what we’re both at work on!
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Loose Woman – How Sandra Cisneros Opened Me Up
Half way through her tenth grade year, my daughter brought home House on Mango Street. “Hey Mom, you ever read this book? We’re reading it in class, I wanted to finish it this weekend ‘cause I hate the class discussions. They just talk about the themes (she made a disgusted face) like language and empowerment … Continue reading
Ariana Reines’ Poetry: Mercury – Shimmering Poison
Mercury is damn beautiful. Its mica-mirror cover with a slim black title catches light and reflects all in its path. Continue reading
Women In Poetry: Cattiness, Mansplaining, And Why Can’t We All Just Get Along?
I used to have a real problem getting along with other female poets. I’m not sure why. Continue reading
Second Murder
Artifact Whose body is in this bag we found in the murky hellish wonder of the pond? Were you paradoxical and sometimes cruel? Or were you quivering like a fish on the line. Whose crescents, whose half-lives? We press each bone like a key, too excited by the secret. … Continue reading
LIT: The Friend
This piece is one part of a collection of stories called Amelia. See another section here. — It was the summer that the water was rising. Everyone had a different explanation: Lily thought it had something to do with the moon, that the moon was getting closer and closer to earth, and eventually it was going to smash right … Continue reading
LIT: The Nurse
This piece is one part of a collection of stories called Amelia. — I was very young then and my hands still trembled when I poured ice water into cups by the beds of sleeping old men and even worse when I had to take a temperature or insert an IV. All of my memories of … Continue reading