Happy birthday, Bob!

In which I count a love minus zero On Monday the greatest lyrical poet of his generation turned 80. I’m going to eschew songwriter, although (or perhaps because) plenty call him that unhesitatingly—many artists of that generation, male and female, produced songs and/or albums that could justify their bid for the title. But his masteryContinue reading “Happy birthday, Bob!”

I Feel Fine (Or Not)

In which I pull apart a Weltanschauung *CW: suicide ideation* German coming along, is it? LOL I learned that word years ago from The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee. Good weekend, all. This is not a Beatles post; sorry to anyone who may feel misled. Today I’m wondering whether, or when, to say you’reContinue reading “I Feel Fine (Or Not)”

5 Times I Related Way Too Hard to Elton John’s ME

In which I say “oh God same” *CW: addiction* Last weekend I listened to Elton John’s recent autobiography on Audible, read in alternating chapters by the man himself and Taron Egerton, who played him in Rocketman. And let me tell you: you do not need to have had a sixteen-year cocaine habit to find atContinue reading “5 Times I Related Way Too Hard to Elton John’s ME”

Write What You Know?

In which I question the sagacity of some so-called sage advice We writers have long had the adage “write what you know” lobbed at us, supposedly an encouragement to use our lives as fodder for crafting powerful stories. I started hearing it soon after expressing any sort of long-term interest in creative writing. It’s beenContinue reading “Write What You Know?”

A Valediction Forbidding Cover Letters

In which I prepare to demolish a rightfully loathed tradition Okay, I’ll get straight to the point: Cover letters should never be mandatory. At most, they should be optional. Ideally we would do away with them altogether. This idea had been fermenting in my head ever since I began applying to Real Jobs/Internships as aContinue reading “A Valediction Forbidding Cover Letters”

Washington Irving, Berlin

In which I ruminate on an eerie visitation and the man behind it Excuse me while I congratulate myself on that terribly clever title. A writer I love overlapping a composer I love overlapping a city I love which happens to be where I live? Oh, Cecilia, you crack-up. *pats own back* Just kidding. (SortContinue reading “Washington Irving, Berlin”

A Birthday Salute to Paul Laurence Dunbar

In which I mark a poet whose work has occupied my mind Allow me a moment out of my other endeavors to devote to a topic of true import. A few months or lifetimes ago, as social institutions and governments responded to the pandemic by mandating masks in public, it didn’t take long for aContinue reading “A Birthday Salute to Paul Laurence Dunbar”

Scott & Zelda Get Hitched

In which I celebrate an historic union One hundred years ago yesterday—on 3 April 1920—F. Scott Fitzgerald of Minnesota and Zelda Sayre of Alabama were married at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York City. They had known each other a year and a half and the letters were intense. Scott had recently been the latestContinue reading “Scott & Zelda Get Hitched”

Film Review: LITTLE WOMEN

In which I assess a new take on an old favorite *WARNING: SPOILERS (PLOT-WISE AND PRODUCTION-WISE)* Yesterday, a rainy Sunday afternoon, I had the long-awaited privilege to see Greta Gerwig’s Little Women. And it warmed my heart in all kinds of ways. (Not least of which was thanks to a rich, coppery color scheme againstContinue reading “Film Review: LITTLE WOMEN”