Go Somewhere and Write

Go Somewhere and Write

Over the years, I drifted into sleeping on planes. Then–I had a terrifying descent and plane rides became uncomfortable and restless.  To get over my jitters, I started gazing out the window and facing down the unknown of the crystal blues and bubbly whites. In my...
What’s their story?

What’s their story?

I was away during Hurricane Sandy, stranded in Miami at a marketing conference. Sounds like a sweet deal but, as a Brooklynite, I was so worried about my peeps back home I didn’t quite relax by the pool. I was glued to the screens, scavenging for images on...