That micro-moment before we know for sure what we’re experiencing...
Read MoreI’ve been to the deli, the bank, the gym. No one seems to notice.
Read MoreI'm one of those people who has trouble getting out of her comfort zone. It must not appear that way though because I get called "brave" a lot. I'm not sure what people are perceiving when they say that. I always thought of myself as playing it safe. I had a regular job for quite a long time—although I came to New York City to do it—before going full time into music.
Read MoreI'm one of those people who has a great need to feel like I belong. "Who doesn't?" would be a logical response. With tribalism, gang culture and assorted other group phenomena getting a lot of attention in the last few years, there's been a lot of focus on just how essential this is to human beings. I know, tell that to Ted Kaczynski or J.D. Salinger or Garbo. (Hmmmm...all dead or incarcerated.
Read MoreI was living in my dream home: a studio apartment at 24 Cornelia Street, the heart of Greenwich Village. Moving here from small-town Michigan, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Smack dab in the middle of the universe, according to me. Visions of Ruth McKenney’s “My Sister Eileen” romped through my brain.
Read MoreIs it fall yet? Well, it’s trying. I sometimes prefer the word “autumn”. It reminds me of old songs. And then there’s “autumnal”. What a great word. Go ahead, say it out loud. I’ll wait.… There, doesn't it feel good?
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