I was born in the 50s, but my possibility of life had been jeopardized at least three times in the previous decade. Many of us whose parents served in the armed forces during WWII could say the same thing. 428 more words
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My ER expertise was erased, my bravado smothered by my pounding heart. I couldn’t evade a patient’s pain or panic anymore. I now, knew those feelings first-hand, and until I acknowledged them without immature judgement or callous dismissal, I couldn’t be truly helpful. 25 more words
For today can I just write a blog about writing a blog? Of course I can. I’m the boss of me. Except that I started writing another piece today, one I realize could be considered controversial and should only see the light of day under deep pseudonym in the AARP magazine backpages–so I feel less the mistress of my own freedom than any thinly veiled braggadocio might suggest. 584 more words
In my never-ending quest to find good yoga classes in my area, I recently purchased a Groupon for a new studio in Bethesda. The website was a tad confusing, probably because the owner (and sole teacher), a Chinese woman named Jin, has a less-than-perfect grasp of both English and website technology. 857 more words
Our voices as our stories become hidden in the steady babble of the information age.
– Lee Gutkind
Gutkind, L., & Buck, H. F. (2008). Keep it real: Everything you need to know about researching and writing creative nonfiction. New York: W.W. Norton.