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Reflections on Dirty Snow and Political Hyberbole

When in Brooklyn I enjoy myself in a variety of uniquely urban ways. (I was back in the big city this week so that Debbie could meet with several book coaching clients.) I get my exercise by taking my three and five-year-old granddaughters to and from their respective preschools. This may not sound like much, but a […]

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10 Take Home Lessons From a Day in Manhattan

I enjoyed a uniquely New York day over a recent weekend. I will miss things about Brooklyn and Manhattan when I soon return to Maine. It started with an interesting conversation with my father-in-law who picked my brain about the medical aspects of an investment opportunity. Take Home Lesson #1: I know a lot about the principled […]

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A Milestone? 913 Days and Counting

I’m sitting in Brooklyn Law School’s library scarcely noticing the deep roar of a firetruck as it rumbles by. After six weeks, we are ensconced in our Brooklyn lifestyle. The quiet beauty of Deer Isle seems very far away. We are used to the noise, the grit, and the diverse crowds clogging the sidewalks. And to […]

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The Angst of the First-time Author

This was a difficult summer. It was the first summer of my new persona as a writer. Outwardly it appears to have been luxuriously loaded with visits and weekend trips. Inwardly it was littered with insecurities, frustrations, and the angst of authorship. Having explored the world during my Gap Year and having dipped my toe into […]

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Writing “Poems on Demand” at Haystack

Sam has gone on a much deserved road trip down and up the East Coast so it’s my turn to update the blog. What a summer! August passed in a blur. We had lots of visitors to our seaside village. Family, friends and… did I say family?? It was wonderful. It was tiring. We were sad and glad […]

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Finally, At Home in Stonington

Something clicked into place a few weeks ago. It was a long time coming, considering I left Washington D.C. two years ago. After a long winter of discontent*, we drove back to the coast of Maine in early May. About a month later, click. I realized, “I’m home.” Maybe it was the first hint of […]

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