The Inside Scoop on Writing for Those Who Like to Read
A fellow writer on Twitter gave this writing advice today: “Don’t dumb it down. You don’t need to assume the reader won’t understand what you are saying. Assume they...
On Matzah Balls, Legos, and Various Things in Between
I had a big holiday dinner at my house the other evening in celebration of Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year. Afterward, as I sat digesting the meal and the experience, these...
Should I Bury My Shoes?
I have a pair of walking shoes I don’t know what to do with. There are too many memories associated with them to wear them again – or to throw them away. I actually think...
The Whole Wide World vs the World Wide Web
I think I’m depressed. I think it’s due to my smart phone and the way it has me constantly connected to social media and the Internet. In that I am a 67-year-old, level-headed...
Three Reasons to Write in a Journal
Here are three beliefs I have:
Whenever I talk about one of my problems, I give a piece of it away.
I have an inner voice to guide me in life.
If I want to remember something,...
Alexander Hamilton and Bill Clinton
My granddaughter can sing every word to every song in the musical, Hamilton. Since every line in the play is set to music, this means she knows every word in the play. When...
In Appreciation of Moms
The May 27th issue of People features an essay written exclusively for the magazine by former first lady, Michelle Obama. It’s called, “What My Mother Taught Me.” Without...
God Dancing on the Ceiling
My house is built on a man-made lake. Every window on the back has a view of the water. While beautiful in itself, the most stunning thing about the lake is that the morning...
Being the Patient Versus the Visitor in the Emergency Room
“If your heart stops, do you want us to resuscitate you?” Being asked this question at 2:30 AM as nurses got me settled into my newly acquired hospital room was one of...
Rewarding Yourself for Reaching Personal Goals
My granddaughter had difficulty going off to school at the start of kindergarten. To make stepping onto the big yellow bus more palatable, my daughter created a basket of...