Is The Answer Somewhere in this Library?
I’m here sitting in a glass pod at the Reference Library. I asked a librarian why they called them “pods” …
I’m here sitting in a glass pod at the Reference Library. I asked a librarian why they called them “pods” …
I-am-a-writer…I-am-a-writer…I-am-a-writer. My mantra. I imagine Deepak Chopra’s deep, melodious, accented voice intoning it. I close my eyes. One deep breath, …
Writing in public is … well … public. I wasn’t altogether sure I approved of that. Was I daft thinking …
I wanted to believe her. But I knew she was wrong. I don’t often say that about Beth, my almost-always-infallible-about-words …
Maybe I should have told Beth that, historically, April was not a very good month for me to start anything…end …
I knew Beth would be back. She didn’t give up that easily. I could picture my name on a post-it …
The call was from Beth McAuley. My friend and the whiz-bang, fabulous, relentless editor of my first book. In the …