I published the following blog post in August, 2009, around the time of the 40th Anniversary of the Woodstock Music and Art Fair. Ten years later, on the 50th Anniversary, I still need to prove I was there. Yes, there was actually an art show! Would you believe I won second prize in the… [Read More]
Appreciation, Albany Poets and Word Fest
Julie, I love and admire this window into your world, your history, your heart and–hallelujah–your healthy brain. What an honoring account of your parents and their contributions to your creative/writer self. Your voice is compassionate and generous. SUBDURAL promises to be captivating. Marj Hahne left the comment above about my previous post, “How a Near-Death… [Read More]
How a Near-Death Experience Jump Started My Memoir
There’s nothing like a near-death experience to bring home the realization that it’s high time to get to work on that memoir you’ve been procrastinating about for ages. My own epiphany came about when I emerged from emergency brain surgery the day before Halloween. I’d been laid low by a subdural hematoma on October 29th—ironically,… [Read More]
Banish the Winter Blues–Join my creative writing workshops at the Arts Center of the Capital Region
A blinding snow squall whipped through upstate New York this afternoon, followed by a precipitous drop in temperature. The temperature’s already below zero here at Snyders Lake, and it promises to plunge even further before dawn. I was planning to go to an open mic in Troy tonight, but I couldn’t bear the thought of… [Read More]
Never too late for writing resolutions
Welcome to my first blog post for 2019.* January’s speeding by, and I still haven’t taken down my Christmas tree. It’s pretty droopy, but even so, I hate to see it go. I had vowed to take it down by Martin Luther King day, but that’s tomorrow, much too soon. Here in Wynantskill in upstate… [Read More]
The Week of The Taint
I’ve published this post before, but I believe it’s worth an encore. Warning: it’s a bit gross. Norwegians have a word for the week between Christmas and New Year’s: romjula. The closest we have in English is the word Taint, meaning it ‘taint Christmas any more, but it ‘taint New Year’s either. I’m indebted to Rex… [Read More]