Brooklyn Reading #1: Please Talk about Me When I’m Gone
May 29, 2014. It was billed as a throwback to the old Beatnik days, minus the bongos and clove cigarettes. As such, New York City was a mandatory locale; Brooklyn…
May 29, 2014. It was billed as a throwback to the old Beatnik days, minus the bongos and clove cigarettes. As such, New York City was a mandatory locale; Brooklyn…
Anyone who has written a book wants to see it in a bookstore. To have a reading, in a bookstore, is both a dream and, for a variety of inevitable…
Question: What’s it all about? Answer: I don’t know. But I do know a few things. I know some of the things that make me tick. While my weapons of…
One year ago today.
More from the aforementioned blog post: Flash forward to 2013: I am releasing my first book this month, deciding, like so many musicians and, recently, writers, to go the independent…
I talked in some detail about the process (before, during, after) of seeing a memoir go from PC to the public eye, in this post. This spring, I had the…
I visited my mother’s grave the first several years for the same reason I used to attend church: it was expected, it was meant to make me feel better, it…
(2003) Every so often I can’t help hoping that there will be a knock on my door and when I open it, who is there but my sexy soul mate,…
I’m scared, I said. “It’s okay,” she said. “You know I’ll never leave you, right? I would never leave this place without you.” How many times did she tell me…
May 29, 2014. It was billed as a throwback to the old Beatnik days, minus the bongos and clove cigarettes. As such, New York City was a mandatory locale; Brooklyn…