Posts Tagged ‘dancers’
Writing Accidents
I once wrote a personal experience piece called “Confessions of an Accidental Novelist” in which I explained that I hadn’t intended to become a fiction writer. In fact, I was quite convinced I lacked the “fiction gene.” I’d spent most of my professional life as a dancer and dance educator. Even though I enjoyed writing…
Read MoreDorkiness Rules: The Power of Humor
I met my husband Alan in a modern dance company. He was a beautiful dancer whose training included not only a variety of modern dance techniques but ballet, East Indian dance, and jazz. By his own admission, jazz was not his strong suit. Whenever he tried to adopt a cool jazz style with lots of…
Read MoreThe Comfort of Writing Rituals During a Pandemic (or Anytime)
On discussion boards, I’ve noticed three different reactions to the pandemic among writers: -I am way too anxious (and/or too busy with children/grandchildren at home) to possibly get any writing done. -I’m writing, but I’m so distracted that it’s really tough. -I’m getting more writing done than usual because the rest of my life is…
Read MoreA Little Cabin Fever Can’t Really Compare
Lately, I’ve been thinking about how fortunate I am to be an older working writer. Sure, I’ve suffered from a little cabin fever. Presentations and writing conferences have been put on hold, as has my singing group, volunteer work as a comprehensive sexuality educator, and trips to my favorite hangouts—the library and my neighborhood bookstore.…
Read MoreThe Comparison Trap
My husband and I love working on our own original songs (He plays guitar and composes the music, and I sing and write the lyrics). Now that he’s retired, he’s become
Read MoreAnother Writer’s Lament
When the artistic director of the company I danced with for several seasons was displeased with how we were performing her choreography, she would scream at us across the studio,
Read MoreConfessions from the Teaching Front
I sometimes think I suffer from the opposite of attachment disorder.
Read MoreA Review of Morgan Matson’s Second Chance Summer
When I really want to depress myself, I think about the stupid and unkind things I did as a teenager—like the time
Read MoreGood Problems to Have
Last week in my blog, I talked about the miracle of my nephew getting a heart transplant. I’m happy to report that things continue to go well
Read MoreThinking About Peyton
Okay, so I don’t have his millions—of dollars, of fans, of accolades. But the other day, when the great quarterback Peyton Manning made it official and tearfully announced his retirement after eighteen seasons, all I could think was, “I feel your pain.” The number eighteen is familiar to me. It’s the number of seasons I…
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