The last time I blogged I was living in a house, in Cleveland, and resting up from the book tour that took every inch of energy from my bones.
It’s now October. I’m a month deep into my MFA writing program at Columbia University in New York, and live in an apartment in the Bronx. Life, how shall I put this in an understated manner, has changed.
So, pardon the lengthy silence. I was getting my bearings. Small things: selling a home, finding a home, beginning graduate school, child rearing my five year old, keeping my life partner and I sane in the process.
You’ll find me on here more often, I promise.
Welcome to October. I usher it in with my gratitude and passion.
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