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I Can’t Write My Story Because I’m Not A Writer

  Someone said this to me the other night at an event I attended for people who have consulting businesses. This guy is a consultant with a compelling personal story, and he’s been told numerous times that he should write a memoir. Earlier in the evening, I told a group of people my own professional […]

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An Open Letter to High School Graduates

Congratulations! Take a bow; you deserve it. I’m sure you worked very hard. High school is tough these days, and it’s nearly impossible to sail through without tenacity and effort, especially if you are ambitious and have your sights set on future greatness of some kind. By “future greatness,” of course, I mean your own […]

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Caroling on a New York City Bus Is Better Than a Flash Mob

photo by David Bone When I lived on the Upper West Side, I took the 79th Street crosstown bus to my office on Fifth Avenue. I had many choices of transportation, but I favored the M79 particularly because if I took this bus from Columbus Avenue at around eight o’clock in the morning, I’d have […]

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Watching a Novelist at Work

photo by theilr I was recently asked if I’d consider participating in a program at a local college that aims to pair professionals with Honors students who are pursuing similar careers. The goal is to forge a mentoring relationship. After hearing some of the details of the program, I expressed my interest. It sounded like […]

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Waiting for the Gatekeepers

photo by Plonq Some people will waste a lifetime waiting for the Gatekeepers. I was almost one of them. By nature, I’m a rule follower. Even un-written rules. If there’s a way something is “supposed to be done,” that’s how I’ll do it. When I finished writing my first novel, I queried agents. This was […]

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Rate Yourself As A Mom On A Scale of 1 To 10

photo by Alio Viera The other night at dinner, I sat at the kitchen table with my teenage daughter. Some nights, “family dinner” means just us two. I’ve been getting used to making dinners that are easy to scoop out and reheat in a flash. Teenagers are here one minute, gone the next. And I’m […]

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Forgot Your Password? Click Here.

photo by Meme Binge Nestled peacefully under my comforter, I heard my bedroom door swoosh open with a sense of urgency. A second later, inches from my head, I heard, “Honey!” It was my husband’s aggressive whisper. The kind that’s meant to be in a hushed tone but comes out louder than a normal speaking […]

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The Night I Slept With Kurt Vonnegut

Did I ever tell you this story? No? Here it is in the Huffington Post: The Night I Slept With Kurt Vonnegut photo by katiemarinascott It was a nasty night in New Orleans. Torrents of rain–at once pounding and windswept. Filling and rising. We were sheltered, on the floor. The carpet was damp. My clothes […]

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Swimsuit Torture Part II: Call the Paramedics

My objective was to make swimsuit shopping as painless as possible. The environment would be key. I needed a calm store with wide open aisles, soft music, helpful salespeople. Crawling under a disheveled clothing rack, searching for the elusive bottom to the perfect top, or wrenching it from the clutches of a woman who believed […]

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