“Whether or not you find your own way, you're bound to find some way. If you happen to find my way, please return it, as it was lost years ago. I imagine by now it's quite rusty.” ― Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth When MFA students visit my advisor office hours at The New School, it’s often to ask for advice on a decision such as whether or not they should take this or that publishing internship, quit the full time job that has nothing to do with writing but pays the bil

Got to get back on the horse... Said that to myself last week when I went on a writing-reboot retreat and again as I contemplated creating this blog after a long hiatus. I'd heard that phrase long before I ever got on a horse and I when I first fell of an actual horse (kindly named Mr. Rogers) I remember thinking, oh, I get that thing people say now! But a couple summers ago, I got a much better idea about what it really means. I had the incredible fortune of getting to spend

Last night Charles Santoso and I were speaking (thank you internet.) There was a fresh layer of frost on the ground here in Brooklyn and my apartment was playing hostess to the wind-chill factor. As beautiful as it had been to watch the snowflakes swirl down all day, I admit I was a touch jealous when Charles said it was quite sunny there in Sidney, Australia. We talked for a long time, and Charles kindly asked me at some point if I needed to get to bed (we are 16 hours apart