Monthly Archives: August 2016

Central Park Cinderella

Posted on August 24, 2016 by

  She knew she was no Cinderella. But she loved the story just the same.

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Ending or Beginning? No matter. Life is circular.

Posted on August 22, 2016 by

The trip began very close to its end, on Fulton Street.

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A New (York) Man.

Posted on August 10, 2016 by

You know that feeling, feeling like you have to apologize for being alive? For taking up space in their world? For consuming their oxygen? Like you’re not entitled to it even if you’ve worked hard? New York’s a great place … Continue reading →

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How do they keep it running?

Posted on August 10, 2016 by

Here in NY, unlike where I live in Iowa, there are plenty of places to go to in the mornings—and maybe even more at night. I still go to bed early, like an Iowa farm boy.

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Shoot! I can’t write.

Posted on August 7, 2016 by

Some famous but blocked writer must have said, “When you can’t write, shoot.” I just say, “Shoot! I can’t write.”

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Stolen? Lost?

Posted on August 3, 2016 by

On Sunday, August 1, I moved from Brooklyn to Manhattan. I packed the VW and we drove to the Upper West Side, 171 W 81st to be precise.

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