by lb-admin | Jan 22, 2010 | Uncategorized
When I was five years old, my mother asked me what I’d like to be when I grew up. “Queen of England,” I answered. After all, her name was Elizabeth. My name was Elizabeth. LOVED her wardrobe. She had me at tiara. “You can’t be Queen of England,” Mom said. “You have to...
by lb-admin | Jan 12, 2010 | Uncategorized
Yesterday, Maureen Johnson www.maureenjohnsonbooks.com/index1.html tried to kill me. Here’s how it went down. Yesterday—bad day. I felt generally unwell and Woody Allen-ish, i.e., it was the sort of day in which I did not seem right in my skin...
by lb-admin | Dec 4, 2009 | Uncategorized
Ack! It’s December. Did you know about this? Were you going to tell me? When were you going to tell me? Where have I been? Where am I now? Where do I need to be next? Where are my socks? I’ll tell you where I’ve been–in the writer’s cave,...
by lb-admin | Nov 17, 2009 | Uncategorized
Several months ago, Maureen Johnson http://www.maureenjohnsonbooks.com/index1.html lost a bet. She had to face her fear of flying high on a trapeze. Then she got swine flu and had to cancel. But yesterday, Maureen met her fear. And her fear looked her in the eye and...
by lb-admin | Nov 13, 2009 | Uncategorized
I love Junot Diaz. I’d always loved his short stories and then, I fell in love with his novel, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao. (Apparently, I wasn’t the only one because it won the Pulitzer Prize for fiction last year.) But I really love him for this...
by lb-admin | Nov 11, 2009 | Uncategorized
This morning in Brooklyn, there is rain. It darkens the cement of the sidewalks and slickens the unswept leaves. It annoys the commuters as they hurry to the subways and buses, caught off-guard by such chilly assault after two days of spring-like warmth. It lays a...
