What Would I Miss? After witnessing my parents’ divorce, I swore my life would be different. When I got divorced in my late 30s, I saw a psychologist to deal with the guilt of leaving[…]
Rush-hour traffic etiquette takes on a new meaning on Bainbridge Island, where the streets abound with the sound of children playing; basket-ball hoops hang from trees on opposite sides of the street, the centerline dividing[…]
Something there is about a pregnant woman that invites intrusions physical and mental from friends and strangers alike. As featured in The Seattle Weekly.
It’s the first night of class at the University of Washington’s Non-Fiction Writers’ Program. I open the classroom door and, seemingly, enter a recurring dream I had in undergrad. My piece as featured in The[…]
IT IS A GIVEN that Russia in the post-Soviet era is eagerly awaiting American instruction in the proper way to live and prosper. So it came as some surprise to us when, bound for St.[…]