fiction with a dark edge
My mother died in 2007. For more than 10 years after her death, I was unable to make it through Mother’s Day without getting angry. “F*** you!” I yelled at my computer when emails showed up offering Mother’s Day specials for brunches I would never get to eat with her. “I can’t ‘make her day... Continue Reading →
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There seems little to celebrate these days, and far too few ways to do so even if you have the inclination. Besides, the only kinds of parties you can have are those that happen outdoors, at a distance, or on a video conferencing app. So I thought it might be time for a blog party.
ac·count·a·bil·i·ty: an obligation or willingness to accept responsibility or to account for one's actions Over the past five (!) months, since I have been staying home more than going out, I have developed a new appreciation for a sometimes-overlooked writing tool: accountability. The first step in achieving any goal is articulating it to yourself. The... Continue Reading →
Ah, possibility. Which spoke to choose? Words + art Almost all of us, whether involved in a creative endeavor or not, find concentration elusive these days. Even those blessed with circumstances that allow us to weather the pandemic in relative ease are not immune from the world’s collective grief. And that is a hard place... Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking about voices a lot lately, maybe because there are so many of them in the world, speaking so loudly and all at once, and only occasionally saying anything worth hearing. The singer who sings with someone else's lungs Voices for the voiceless Speaking with your knee A voice recently fallen silent http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqDq3eyTGck... Continue Reading →
AUDREY KALMAN 