I was six years old when I went to see Star Wars with my father and my older siblings. My mother didn’t join us. I think she was taking care of my younger sister who had been born that year… Read More ›
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Healing
This is my article that appeared on Huffington Post last week. I’m reposting it here. If you are looking to give charity this holiday season, I highly recommend making a donation to Chai Lifeline or Ohr Meir, two remarkable organizations that transform… Read More ›
The Power of a Cape
The night before the procedure, I didn’t sleep. I googled my symptoms and like any decent Dr. Google consultation, confirmed the worst. At 3:30AM, though, annoyed with sitting around, I went into my closet and packed up my bag for the next day. A book. My phone charger. Socks. And then, right there, sitting on a shelf as if it somehow knew, was my long, lost cape.
The Harry Potter Post
Originally posted on Writing Elves:
Seven years ago today, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows was released to millions of waiting fans. I was one of them. A few years later, when the last Harry Potter film was released, I…
Independence Day!
Why do cable stations constantly show this film again, and again? And why can’t we stop watching?
In These Quiet Hours
It’s a summer morning and the house is quiet. My kids are still asleep and with no school or camp for today, they could very well sleep until noon. I sip my coffee and read the newspaper. Turn on my… Read More ›
“It’s a ceremony!”
It’s the season of graduations and my newsfeed is filled with caps and gowns and diplomas. This year, I had two kids doing the Pomp and Circumstance walk. One was graduating high school and the other finishing middle school. They… Read More ›
Happy Freakin’ Birthday
Lately, the problem with birthdays is that they are just so…yearly. I always get philosophical on my birthday. You know, it’s another year on the planet. It’s a time to look back at everything I did or did not accomplish… Read More ›
Getting the Wind Knocked Out of Me
When I was 13, I was kicked in the solar plexus. It was during a karate class in 7th grade and the girl I was sparring with delivered the roundhouse kick a bit stronger and faster than we were supposed to. It knocked… Read More ›
Following “The Following”
I started watching The Following in its first season primarily because of the Edgar Allan Poe angle. A brilliant psychopathic Poe -enthusiast writer who forms a cult of like minded killers? Sign me up. It was a pretty cool premise,… Read More ›
