The other night my heart twisted as I listened to an interview with Joseph Boyden about the most recent attack on his authenticity. He’s had his feet held to the fire over his heritage being suspect, a sticky situation about the suspension of a colleague, and...
From February 3 to 13, I was deeply immersed in the writing process with a group of very engaged and skilled writers. As with most of the retreats I organize, Sue Reynolds led the daily workshops. To warm us up on the first day of writing she asked us to simply write...
A perfect time to Write… Now. ~ with Deepam Launching the writing process for writers at all levels of experience and expertise. What you’ll experience: Prompts to launch fiction, memoir, essay & poetry The opportunity to share selections of your...
It is 25 degrees Celsius. Even the bees languish in the Umbrian sunshine. Twelve women and men have come to this peaceful place set among quiet green mountain slopes write, to stretch, to commune, to feast, and to reacquaint themselves with their authentic voices....
Last night I danced in the summer with a handful of women and one brave man. The music was good, the energy light and uncomplicated. I danced into, through, for and by myself for the first long while, only vaguely aware of the others. And then, as the evening sun...
When I was twenty-one I set out to become a dancer. For six months I’d been drinking in Europe – its museums, galleries, cafes and its men – but I was still thirsty. I’d been stretching my legs on the balustrade of my Persian lover’s balcony while...
