Tag Archives: Writers and Writing

Remembering Frank McCourt

Frank McCourt died yesterday, and much of New York mourns him, including my own household.  I first met Frank more than a decade ago, when we were on several panels together at the Key West Literary Seminar on the memoir.  … Continue reading

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Pen and Ink

This summer has given me a chance to return to my old-school roots as a writer. Long before my MacBook, or my Dell, or even my Kaypro 4-84 (oh, my God–I’m dating myself!), even before my IBM correcting Selectric or … Continue reading

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Back in the Saddle Again

>’m back at church–and glad about it. I think it’s every minister’s secret fear that she’s had enough of her people, a fear most likely born of being so tired when she leaves that she can barely think. As I … Continue reading

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Alice Says It All…

A long time ago, when I wanted to be the world’s greatest writer of small, exquisitely beautiful short stories, there were three people I read with fear and trembling: John Cheever, James Alan McPherson, and Alice Walker. I never did … Continue reading

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