My couch has seen better days. There are white scrapes and slight rips on the sides from pushing it in and out of New York City apartment doorways. Scribbles from an exuberant child artist. A small tear where
We recently welcomed the newest addition to our family–our beautiful baby girl Mimi. (My other daughter is thrilled, and the boys are grudgingly happy because at last we’re evenly divided between boys and girls.) It’s been five
She was married to him for three years, knew him for twenty-five. Matt, the neighborhood kid was her best friend long before they married. Something changed when they finally tied the knot. Stephanie lost something, lost herself
Try this Memoir Writing Prompt: How do you celebrate holidays in your family? Write about past traditions and current ones. Write about your feelings about past holidays. Is there a specific one that stands out in your memory?
My current client is a delight to interview. He is short, with a wispy white beard, his back slightly hunched. He leads me to his meticulously organized office, not a paper out of place. Organized space, organized mind,
My parents are organizing their house. All eight of their children are out of the house and they are finally tackling the accumulated possessions of almost four decades of marriage. My father hasn’t yet retired as a puppeteer,
The process of writing a book can be a long one–interviews, organizing, writing, editing, choosing pictures, approving the graphic design. After all that, there is nothing better than seeing a client hold her book for the first time.