Always on the path of healing…

Last month Steve and I went to New York’s Circle in the Square Theater to see Fun Home, which won Best Musical this year at the Tony Awards. The story belongs to Alison Bechdel, graphic novelist, and is her memoir, her coming of age as a lesbian, and the suicide of her closeted gay father soon…

Daring to Be in the Sea

This photo was taken from the balcony of our tiny hotel room in Marseille, France, and yes, the Mediterranean is just that beautiful or was on that day. Today it is for me a metaphor of my new writing project, a novel about mere mortals living their lives, confronting obstacles, and learning how to love…

Misfits, Malcontents and Mystics

It isn’t often that you can show up in an auditorium and tell a story that links you somehow to every person sitting there, just because we all love Taos; yet that’s what we did for a fundraiser called Misfits, Malcontents and Mystics. Ten of us read a story we’d written that had something to…

Inside Outsiders in Schools!

This spring, after meeting with METCO Director Steve Desrosiers for an hour at Starbucks in Coolidge Corner, Brookline, MA, I received my first large scale order for my young adult novel, Inside Outsiders, from his school system, Lincoln-Sudbury. My publisher, Nighthawk Press, sent 100 copies to them and it will be available for METCO students, especially those…

Why PFLAG matters to me

I don’t see myself as an activist, in the sense of actively moving against the status quo and actively and intentionally directing my energies toward changing the world. I feel my efforts to do that as a younger person were prone to creating lots of anger in me and judgment against those who thought and…

Right-Sized Adobe Dwelling

When I moved to Taos in 2002, I knew I was very far away from my apartment in Waltham, MA. A friend drove me around one day and it suddenly occurred to me that I didn’t know where the houses were until I saw a gate, or a wall. Most of the homes here are…

Mothers and Daughters

Since I’m both a mother and a daughter, Mother’s Day is a many-splendored thing. My mother, Doris Kalinowski, was born in 1924 and died in 2004. My daughter, Jess, pictured above, didn’t know her very well. I kept them apart, on purpose, at the time. I was filled with ideas about how I would be…

Worthy Effort

Welcome to my new adventure, a blog I’m calling “Worthy Effort” today as an affirmation. So much of a writer’s mental life is at first a wrestling with the demons that say, “So what?” and “Who do you think you are?” and “All of this has been said before, and better, by someone else.” The…