Why I Write I once took a workshop with Marge Piercy, a prolific poet and novelist who told the participants to become writers only if they could not do anything else. The […]
Why I Write
Sheri Lisker
The Insider: A Gloom of One’s Own
“The neighbors lost their white cat,” my husband said, “maybe you could keep an eye out for it.” “Sure,” I said, “if it walks by the couch, I’ll certainly alert someone.” The […]
Three Mindful Steps: In the Jungle of Monkey Mind
Seven a.m., I drag myself out of bed – online meditation is due to start. I have three extra minutes if Fred decides to wait for the stragglers, as he usually does. […]
Thanksgiving: Carving Out New Traditions
My mother came from a family of nine kids and Thanksgiving was a very big deal – a joyous event I looked forward to every year. We usually went to my Aunt […]
Postcards From The Edge: Reclaiming Our Power
There’s so much in life we can’t control that any time we get a chance to take back our power, even a bit of it, we must seize it. That’s what writing […]
Filling a Hole and Fixing the World
Like many, I fill the hole that grief leaves with food. The night I found out that our beloved RBG died, I found myself bereft – and also craving matzo ball soup. […]
Planting My Flag: How A Neighbor’s Banner Woke up the Activist in Me
When I first saw the cardboard cut out, while I was walking through my development, I thought it was a joke. A skinny Trump giving a cheesy thumbs-up stuck to the inside […]
At The Root: Hair Envy
The downside of all the Zoom conferences I’ve been on lately is my renewed focus on my hair. I’ve been self-conscious about my hair loss for years now. I have friends who think bald men are sexy but no one I know thinks balding women are.
4th of July 2020: Interdependence Day
July 4th was a big deal in the provincial little New York town my husband Rick and I affectionately called Cornball. Cornwall is a hotbed of Revolutionary War history. The Continental […]
Black Writers, White Privilege
So many white privileged people have been telling me that I too am privileged. While I am willing to acknowledge this truth, my question for them is Now what? Surely acknowledgment can’t […]
