Five years ago, nearly to the day, I wrote this in my journal: I need to just give up – I’ll never be a writer. what ever made me think I could be one? HOW CAN YOU BE A WRITER IF YOU’RE NOT CREATIVE?????? HOW CAN YOU BE A WRITER IF YOU NEVER WRITE EXCEPT
Back, back to auld haunts/Looking good, Dublin town but/Where am I again?
Again. Brick. Brown bread. Pasties. Statues. Mussels. Craic. Graduation Time.
America the beautiful.
On the platform of the Q train, heading out to Queens. A crush of people; all of us staring down the train tracks. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I think that girl pregnant. I turn to my left and it's a middle-aged woman; short sandy-colored hair and a soft Eastern European accent. Smiling at me, speaking in
Back in New York now; a lengthy layover between the wedding madness in Guatemala and my graduation from Trinity in Dublin. A layover because both far-flung events took space in a short time frame and the trip to Guatemala is, in essence, my trip to the West for the year so why not make the
25 degrees today - pure joy! - and caught sight of my first tourists; ill-fitting clothes, foreign faces, and blank expressions. It shocked me that they were so easily identifiable; makes me wonder how clueless I seemed last summer when I arrived myself. But they're breaking ground on the beach now - resurrecting the summertime
Katarina, like most of my friends here in Italy, is unemployed. She was employed - personal assistant to a famous actress in Rome - but that actress be crazy and Katarina, who has a master's in Linguistics, wasn't about to be scrubbing no toilet bowls. But there's a crisis on right now; vice-tight here in
So years ago, in another life, I worked retail at an antique shop in SoHo. This was many years ago, before living in Japan shook all the tardiness out of me; when I habitually strolled into workplaces and classrooms and restaurants 10-15 minutes late: The train, the bus. Grand Central was crazy. I couldn't get
So one of the things that I do while I'm driving around town and having Daffy Duck moments is listen to the radio. It turns out that there are about ten songs the DJs play over and over... but over and over. Like, turn on the radio and it's 100% guaranteed you will find one