Category: Nonfiction

There has to be something magical about salt air. I go to the beach, filled with stress and I go back home relaxed and renewed. Maybe the salt draws out the negativity that gets stuck in our muscle fibers. Or maybe it is the fact that when we go to the beach we sit out…

They are just words. Allow them to linger on your lips. Luscious Cantankerous Lollipops Enchanted. The scratching of pen to paper, the clicking of fingertip to keyboard, the strike of each typewriter key imprinting the letter onto crisp white paper. Words have melody, whether written down or said outloud. Each sound unique; defiant or delighted, savage…

About five years ago I took a course titled Death and Dying at my Community College. The professor had us write one paper that changed my life. The assignment was to write out an alternate life. We could make up anything we wanted, be an alien living on Pluto, poor Pluto, or a rock star.…

My house is a mess. My cats have been redecorating as usual and my Siberian huskies have been shedding non- stop since March. I also have a teenager, enough said. This evening I decided to clean. My goal, the entire house, my finished product, half the kitchen and part of my desk. I am going…

Today the scariest thing was to stay in the present. I don’t like being there sometimes, unless it is a blissful moment. I wanted to hike up to Laura’s Tower and fully experience the journey, hear the birds, smell the moss, and feel the air as it gets cooler the further you go. It is…

I have been working at a children’s summer program this week, and it has triggered memories of myself at that age, 6 – 7th grade. One girl in particular I have found fascinating. I don’t quite know what to make of her, but I do know that I have to develop skills that she possesses.…

But what about me? I can be such a child sometimes. I have been watching a group of children this week, and noticing that they are such suckers for attention. They are seeking their very special place in the world, a place no one else can fill. I watch them crave attention, and to compete…

The day started out sunny and bright, then quickly changed to downpour. Welcome to the Northeast. The theme song for this year should be “Bright Side,” by Monty Python, “Always look on the bright side of life / always look on the light side of life.” Today, at the Bronx Zoo, I learned from a…