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It doesn’t seem possible when I feel still quite young that I could be thinking about how I will approach the latter part of my life. Or time, if those are the same thing. Personally, I think gravity and time … Continue reading →

That’s not a word. I just made it up. One of the most important lessons of writing fiction, whether in a novel, short story, screenplay or play, is the word “active.” The characters, especially the main character, must be active. … Continue reading →

Sometimes I’ll read something by a well-known, lauded author and have absolutely no idea what he or she is talking about. I just finished an old review by John Updike of an Alan Hollinghurst novel. I couldn’t tell if it … Continue reading →

I was walking down the street and passed the playground of a public school. The teachers had apparently told all the children to line up, with the boy at one end of the line and the girls at the other. … Continue reading →

By me. A long time friend — a short black woman who always described herself, jokingly, as a “poor black child from Harlem,” asked me in… roughly… 1999, maybe 2000, to be her executor of her will — actually what … Continue reading →

With apologies to the joke told through the ages in various forms. The joke, which is really just a reaction to an ancient belief that the world rested on the back of seven elephants, goes something like this: An astronomer … Continue reading →

I think when I am finally able to start writing again, I am going to keep this little saying or aphorism by T.S. Eliot in my wallet, laminated, and look at it every so often to remind myself that I … Continue reading →

I think that I’ve always harbored a fear of the Christian need to proselytize from having grown up in a “Born Again” fundamentalist family (only 1 of whom, by the way, believed it — the patriarch of course.) But living … Continue reading →

I saw this was re-issued for its 40th Anniversary, having spawned a now-considered Camp classic movie, a musical, a sequel or two, a Joan Crawford fan club which doubles as a Christina bashing free for all, the destruction of one … Continue reading →

The poster for Eddington vaguely resembles the famous Apocalypse Now poster, (which I used to own, until I sold all my movie posters to Posteratiti.) In this apocalypse, the apocalyptic event is, basically, Covid and our horrific response to it. … Continue reading →