I guess I survived the interview process if he’s sending me a contract. Hubbie thinks the publisher is underestimating my writing ability, I think Hubbie is overestimating. Now, a case of nerves. I am exhausted. Jetlagged from flying to Berkeley and back for an extended weekend, exhausted from one too many fibromyalgia flare-ups, underexercised and… Continue reading He’s sending me a contract
Notes from The Ten Commandments According to Mom: Ah, so I’m dying to submit my writing for this; THINGS I’D NEVER Tell My Mother. Seeking first-person, nonfiction essays exploring actions, thoughts, or feelings you would never share with your mother. Can be from childhood, adolescence, or adulthood. Humorous to heartbreaking. We especially need humor writing… Continue reading The Ten Commandments According to Mom
Okay, I have fallen behind on blogging. That’s because I’ve been busy. Busy, you say? First things, first here are a couple of tititaling tidbits from the last couple of days. I finally finished the book the publisher, who’s interested in publishing a memoir of my conversion, sent me. If you haven’t been keeping track,… Continue reading Update on Publisher
As I sit here slouched over my computer, I can feel my lovehandles falling over my longjohns and worse, my tummy is sticking out. Ew. I’ve gained 10lbs since I went to LA. Laziness, a side effect of fibromyalgia. I feel like crap but then if you ran around all day, didn’t eat very much,… Continue reading Fat and frustrated
Okay, I’m cheating. I am working on my Daddy’s Little Girl entry now for two writing contests and the hubbie and I are running back and forth between “our offices” to finetune it. This is actually something I wrote for Writing Workshop on 11/12/04 for my ninth grade students to get them writing about their… Continue reading Mothers
Thanks to everyone who gave me feedback on the short story. The contest deadline is January 25th so I hope to have a finished piece out then to the Bronx Council of Arts. In other news: Binny Freedman, director of Isralight, spoke at KJ, where we went for Shabbat. I miss the UES. He gave… Continue reading Lost
WARNING EXTENDED BLOG: (Fit to print!) Did you know that you can get paid to write? There is a whole slew of contests out there just waiting to be won. Money up for grabs. I have my eyes on a “contest” through the Bronx Council of Arts called: ” Individual Art Grant and ACE.” Twenty-five… Continue reading Daddy’s Little Girl
Well, I missed writing my daily blog post yesterday. My bad. Shabbos was a blur of reading People (thanks to my mother-in-law) and Entertainment Weekly. Kudos to Nicole Kidman’s gestating Aussie spawn and um, poor Britney needs more than Dr. Phil to help her out of this one. Last night, we watched Paprika, an anime… Continue reading High School Reunion
So, I finally got around to calling this publisher who read my article in Yeshiva University’s Kol Hamevaser. What in the world would the vice president of a Jewish publishing company want to discuss with little old me? Well, let’s just say that when I told one of my favorite authors (who I annoy with… Continue reading Earth-shattering news!
I remember when I used to tell people that I did all kinds of studying of the writing craft. And it’s true, I’ve just about read my brains out. I read magazines. I read books. I read newspapers. I read everything. But honestly, when does the writing begin? I’ve got some sketchy tearjerkers piling up… Continue reading Jealous, jealous, jealous
Memoirs of a Jewminicana 