Monthly Archives: October 2015

Ennui

It’s not writer’s block. Call it writer’s ennui. I was roaring along on my current book, Dope, a sequel to Thirst, when all of a sudden I … stopped. I’m on page 308. Sixty-six-thousand words have flowed almost effortlessly over … Continue reading

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My Mother, Part 3

My mother was not an easy person to live with. Between the weight of her anxieties and panic attacks and the burdens of her expectations, I believe a good part of her life was steeped in frustrations and the belief … Continue reading

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My Mother, Part 2

My mom never got used to America, but there were aspects of it she found wonderful. EJ Korvette, a department store, was one that fulfilled her every sartorial dream. In Paris, she’d started a dressmaking salon that she hoped would … Continue reading

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My Mother, Part 1

It struck me recently that I’ve written extensively about my father and not so much about my mom. So here goes. My mother was what the French called an enfant terrible. Born to a middle-class family with creative aspirations, she—according … Continue reading

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Fill in the Blanks

A lone gunman armed with _____ shot and killed _____ in East Buttputt, Ohio, as horrified _____ ran shrieking from the scene. The gunman, identified as ______, a ___-year-old unemployed _____, attempted to escape in a _____ but was _______ … Continue reading

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