I enjoy memoirs. I like feeling like I’m getting a peek into someone else’s real life experiences. Typically, I most enjoy memoirs that are written by people from a drastically different part of the world, i.e., Iran, Nigeria, somewhere I’ve never bene and whose culture is wholly different than the one in which I grew… Continue reading Potential Titles For My Imaginary Memoir
Not me! You might think I have energy because I keep posting events that I’m involved with or articles I’ve written, but I’m telling you that it is a facade! I’m really just napping most of the time. The frigid winter temperatures preclude any outdoor walking, my stalwart dedication to avoiding my elliptical and exercise… Continue reading Who Has Energy?
Specifically, this year. Here are some highlights of 2018, one post per month: January At the beginning of the year, I was still dealing with a very, very difficult interpersonal relationship, which led me to write this post for Hevria, hoping that as time marched on, I would find better coping mechanisms and the difficult would… Continue reading What’s In A Year?
Sometimes when I write a piece, I know exactly what I want to say, exactly where to start, where to go and how to wrap it up. Other times, I’ll have a vague idea and after a couple of drafts, a clear vision will form and then I’ll finish it up. This week, I started… Continue reading Love, True Love
In the aftermath of something horrific, I always feel the desire to post something, to say something, to suss out some emotion I can share. But I usually can’t. I’m usually too deep in the actual feeling of the emotion to be able to sort through it in a coherent enough way to turn it… Continue reading Responding To Tragedy
Finally! Finally finally! I am back! Back to all the things! Tishrei was more relentless this year, and for a few reasons that I’m not gonna get into right now, I was head-down-just-make-it-through-the-day for most of the month. It was very overwhelming and today’s resumption of a more normal and less frenetic routine (though, let’s… Continue reading The Blessing Of Routine
Over time, I’ve noticed a pattern I follow for creative gigs. I say yes to a number of opportunities, not realizing that the deadlines will all coincide roughly around the same time, then work frenetically to meet said deadlines, vow to never do it again, feel a pleasant sense of accomplishment, forget the feeling of… Continue reading The Week I Wrote More Articles Than Ever Before
I’ve been doing a lot of writing lately, which is great, really. This summer has been, predictably, very busy, and while I have been a responsible musician and busted out my clarinet for some very thrilling (/sarcasm) foundational practice, those practice sessions have been far more sporadic than I would like. But writing is easy.… Continue reading What makes a writer a writer?
What a couple of weeks, you guys. I performed La Traviata with the Cleveland Women’s Orchestra and the Cleveland Opera, that was great, and now we’re prepping for our Severance Hall Concert, which is going to be spectacular. I also spent much of this week writing a very difficult piece which, ultimately, I scrapped. After… Continue reading When A Piece Is Too Private
Yeah, I’m channeling the original lyrics of Kermit singing “It’s not easy being green,” just adjusting it to my own needs. I was so close to posting three weeks in a row, but, alas, I was pretty sick last week (totally overdid it the week before and suffered the consequences) and did not have the… Continue reading It’s Not Easy Being Creative