My road in southwestern Connecticut is home to 16 houses, even fewer than the short road one I grew up on in the southeast corner of the state. My mother knew just about everyone on our “trail,” and I hope to know everyone on mine. So far, so good. I mean, SO good, because my…
We've launched a literary journal! Why in the world—why in this world—launch a literary journal? Writes Stephanie Burt in the New Yorker: "A new journal needs a reason to exist: a gap that earlier journals failed to fill, a new form of pleasure, a new kind of writing, an alliance with a new or under-chronicled…
I'm happy to say that The Writing Shop: Putting 'Shop' back in Writing Workshop is included in Ezvid Wiki's list of "Thoughtful Books About Teaching And Education." The video highlights five recently published education books, including The Writing Shop, for investigating the ways we learn and reimagining the ways we teach. I'm in incredible company…
The first night our premature newborn slept in our bedroom, I wondered, how can I keep this tiny thing alive? Eight hours later, my husband and I were back at the pediatrician’s office and then the E.R. to re-admit our baby boy. Heart murmur, low blood sugar, jaundice. Without the hospital, I couldn’t keep this tiny thing alive. …
I had this piece about my mom. What I call a small wonder, because I don't see it as long and developed enough to be an essay, to do the particular work of an essay. Some call it micro, flash, short. Pieces like this seem bigger than they are. So I had one like that.…
