Wish granted. (part three of an in-progress series)

The first time was in the back seat of a Honda CRV. It was unexpected. I had anticipated the opposite that morning: the day was supposed to be the beginning of one month alone. Before the magic in the Honda, I arrived to the Albany train station and reminded myself that I had resolved to […]

No friends, no fear. (part two of an in-progress series)

  People were the problem. Four weeks in the Adirondacks were the solution. No wifi. No cell phone service. No accessible town with coffee shops or bars or bodegas that sold fistfuls of Laffy Taffy and Swedish Fish for fifty cents. One month at a lake-front artists colony in a small hamlet two hours north […]

Seeking employment.

Friends: I am available immediately for employment opportunities: on- and off-site; contract, project-based, and on-staff; temporary and/or part-time. For those of you know who have known me for a few years, you are aware of the reach of my skills–from creating ideas to perfecting final work, from behind-the-scenes development to on-the-stage presentation and performance–and experience, […]

My best day of 2016.

Wednesday, August 24. It was early morning, likely before 9:00 a.m. I rode my new Trek bicycle west along Lower Road in a mid-Cape Cod town. Both the recently re-paved road and my month-old bicycle were smooth: no cratered surfaces and no grinding gears.  I guided my bike with my left hand while my right […]

The walk.

(Fourth, and last, in a series.) Mami and I walked the one and a half miles along Jersey Avenue from Doctor Miami’s office to Unico Towers. We walked past the corner where my husband B’s ground-floor, bachelor-days apartment is now a sweets and ice cream shoppe (with the quaint “e” at the end that means […]

Doctor Miami (Part II)

(Third in a series.) Nancy la criticona had been too quick to judge Doctor Miami. He kept Mami included in the conversation. It was about her, right? She was present in the examination room. We all knew English, but he punctuated the discussion with well-chosen and timed Spanish phrases, the kinds of idioms that Mami […]

Doctor Miami (Part I)

(Second in a series.) I met Doctor Miami for the first time on Friday. Mami had said he used to be ¡Tan flaquito! Being too skinny causes major concern for Latina mothers. She mentioned he’d gained weight, but Doctor Miami was not the doughy middle-ager I’d expected. He was too tan, especially for New Jersey […]