i DO APOLOGIZE FOR THE ERROR.  hOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME.  HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT HOLIDAY.  GLAD YOU MADE CONTACT WITH CHARLIE.  HOPE THAT WORKS OUT.  AND HOPE OUR PATHS CROSS AGAIN!

WORDS OF THANKSGIVING As we approach the season of Thanksgiving, we might pause and give thanks for language. We take words for granted, but they are the means by which we connect our internal world with the external one. Through them we express both our emotions and our ideas. Our ad

MY DINNER WITH MARC The screen play for the 1981 film, “My Dinner with Andre,” written by the principle actors, Andre Gregory and Wallace Shawn, is about a discussion the two men have one evening somewhere in New York where the topics range from experimental theatre to the

A THANK YOU TO MY CRITICS I recently finished writing a novelette that I asked 6 friends to critique. I don’t usually bother my friends with my work. I hire an editor. But this wasn’t a hefty piece and I wanted reactions from people who weren’t editors but liked to read. To my s

FASTEN YOUR SEAT BELTS—Francine Raften will take you on a witty ride. Enough about literature and life, today we just talk life! I want to tip my hat to Francine Raften who hosts “TELL ME ABOUT IT,” a talk show with a buzz on www.Earth2World.com. It’s so good, it should make

DEATH THOU SHALT DIE*   I am aware there are a number of books written about the death penalty which have raised questions about whether or not justice is served when the state takes a life. One of the earliest writings to foment debate in my memory was not a book, but the letters o

ON A “NEED TO KNOW” BASIS Gossip plays a major role in much of literature. We find it in Dickens, Thackery, Tolstoy and Edith Wharton, Henry James… in fact, few novels exist without it and even fewer biographies. Let’s face it, we humans are curious about each other.  (www.12

THE ROSE AND THE TEMPLE I wrote on Friday, that a person feeling out of tune with life should consider which world was the source of disappointment. Did it lay with the natural world or with the societies we build? My guess, and not a very bold one, is that our discontent lies with t

WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE I recently read an article about Maurice Sendak, author of numerous children’s’ books, the most famous of them being Where the Wild Things Are. At 83 he lives alone in Connecticut and walks with a cane which he says he uses “for hitting people” (The