art · birthday · books and reading · Jews/Jewish/Judaism/Orthodox Judaism · New York · writing

Driven to Distraction

Harrison Ford is Jewish. I found this out on Shabbat. This, of course, led to an obsessive search for other Jewish actors on Wikipedia. I wish I could say this was my first search. But, alas, it wasn’t. Back when I found out Sammy Davis, Jr. converted to Judaism, I put in a good amount… Continue reading Driven to Distraction

books and reading · culture/multiculturalism · Hispanics/Latinos · Junot Diaz · New York · writing

Calls to the Platano Mainland

Junot Diaz with his little book. I called my father to tell him about Junot Diaz’s new book, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao. I’m not sure which was stranger, the fact that I was calling my father (a rare occurrence) or the fact that I was talking to him about literature (he prefers… Continue reading Calls to the Platano Mainland

writing

Persepolis: The Movie

An incredible animated memoir. Stunning. (Maybe I should just hand in a graphic novel. Easier? Nah.)

books and reading · chronic pain/fibromyalgia · Junot Diaz · writing

Promises, Promises, Promises

I owe my little blog a lot of love. I owe it little write-ups on books by Junot Diaz, David Sedaris and many more (NOTE TO SELF). I’m currently snacking on Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott. It is quite the tasty treat. I couldn’t put it down (okay, I snuck in some Time and… Continue reading Promises, Promises, Promises

Jews/Jewish/Judaism/Orthodox Judaism · writing

Reacting to Reader Responses

Just an update to let everyone know that The Jewish Planet has published my response to reader reactions towards my editorial on RCA conversion policy. I responded specifically to a particularly passionate letter from one convert. You can view both the reader’s letter and my response here: Response to Reader Reaction to Conversion Editorial. Unfortunately,… Continue reading Reacting to Reader Responses

art · chronic pain/fibromyalgia · medications · rabbi · writing

Naked People

I’m taking a Figure Drawing class out here in what my rabbi calls, “La la land.” I’ll admit that it’s strange to be classmates with George Clooney’s landscaper. Plus, I learned in my writing class that when people say they’re “in the industry,” they mean Hollywood. The class, which is held at a local community… Continue reading Naked People

art · Beverly Hills · garden · Los Angeles · writing

Where Does Your Garden Grow

I was whisked away to a garden in a Beverly Hills backyard yesterday. It’s part of my Los Angeles education program, which so far includes writing classes, art classes, driving lessons and garden-hopping. Above is a collage of the photos that nearly took out my Blackberry when I tried to email them to friends! The… Continue reading Where Does Your Garden Grow

movies · writing

The Iron Man Review

The movie website I was hoping would quickly post my Iron Man review seems to be experiencing technical difficulties so below is the text of that review. It’s not my best review yet but I’m just getting my feet wet again. Hopefully, writing movie reviews is like riding a bicycle! Update 6/10/02:My Iron Man review… Continue reading The Iron Man Review

Beverly Hills · birthday · culture/multiculturalism · movies · writing

Back on my movie fix

I spent my three-day weekend doing my part to help movie theaters stay open. I’ve been ignoring my Netflix DVDs in favor of hunkering down at my favorite air-conditioned and crowded theater in Manhattan to celebrate the new summer movie season. Did I mention that I’ve always been obsessed with movies? In junior high, I… Continue reading Back on my movie fix

hair · writing

HAIR! HAIR! HAIR!

I am supposed to be sleeping. Oy. Instead I am completing the homework assignment for my Personal Essay Writing Class:“Week 7: Staring at the Mirror: Writing about the Physical SelfAssignment: Write about a physical trait of yours that’s always bothered you. 1000 words. “ It’s late. And so am I. For bed! So here’s the… Continue reading HAIR! HAIR! HAIR!