The main event.

(The first in a series.) Ladies and gentlemen! This afternoon in front of Unico Towers for Senior Residents here in Jersey City, New Jersey, in a raspberry scarf, blue jeans, and practical walking shoes, weighing in at 115 pounds, stands the indomitable, unfazed by bloodclots, kidney stones, stillbirth, miscarriages, MFA program maniacs, jealous bosses, backstabbing […]

Fallen angel.

It began as a not-torqued brain day. I knew it as I lay on the pull-out couch, even before I opened my eyes. Sign #1: The window in my in-laws’ basement does not have light-blocking curtains, but the brightness did not anger me. It was quiet. Only the soft hum and whistle of my husband […]

How to eat ice cream.

(Excerpt from Every Last Drop, posted on September 28, 2015.) Mami and I are long-time, ice-cream eating professionals. We don’t waste a drop. We have a system: Lick around the edge of the scoop first, then continue toward the top to eliminate overhang. Nudge the scoop with your tongue into the cone opening; not too […]

Sugar and spice.

Perched regally in my booster chair and resplendent in my tutu, I was almighty. I gazed upon my kingdom. What I saw pleased me: potted herbs and a mini-mist bottle on the kitchen windowsill. The shiny copper canister that I knew held a spoon embedded in sugar. The steam puffs that rose from the pot […]

Little town blues.

It was a torqued-brain day. This is different than a code-red day: I wasn’t at maximum anxiety, only slightly breathless and jumpy. The excess nervous energy twisted the grey mass behind my eyes only slightly. The flood of excess stress hormone in my system is less, but still gives me a dull, insistent headache like […]

Wine on Wednesday.

I burst into the wine shop, breathless, run to the counter and grip the edge. Loulou looks up from the crate she’s unpacking. “Loulou! Guests, tonight. Dinner. Two reds. One, no two whites. Thirteenish each? Aaargh, what was the Greek one, John got it, maybe three months ago? I don’t know … ” Loulou smiles. […]

In Full Color

La Nancy. Spoken word performer? Storyteller? Narrative artist? I’m still unsure how to name the latest addition to my increasing list of roles. I am sure that I was honored to have been selected for the 2016 production of In Full Color. Directed by Summer Dawn Hortillosa and staged by Art House Productions, the show […]

Prom queen dreams.

(Originally posted April 2013.) I’m looking for a prom date. I’m also 44 years old. I’m not having a mid-life crisis. I don’t cruise local pizzerias to ogle teenage boys. My situation is dire. I’m a writer with a finished manuscript and hopes of publication. The query process to agents and publishers gives me flashbacks […]

Top ten.

Top ten favorite things my husband B has given me. The list is guaranteed to omit many things. Items not listed in any particular order. An iPod so i can listen to NPR and my favorite podcasts (This American Life, Sunday Puzzle with Will Shortz) anywhere. A subscription to The New Yorker because a little […]

Fat Tuesday, fat chance.

(Originally posted in 2011.) My road to hell will be paved in sugar. I’ve tried to give up sweets, but can’t – not even for reasons of weight, dental health or religion. I need sugar like Easter needs Peeps. Some people remember favorite television shows from their childhood. I remember favorite candy commercials. I remember […]