Published in The Susquehanna Review: “What to Expect While Grieving for Your Father”

Lots of good news! As some of you know, I had a story accepted by the national undergraduate literary journal, The Susquehanna Review, back in June.* This past weekend, I had the pleasure of attending the launch party for the 2011-2012 issue which means that: My short non-fiction piece, “What to Expect While Grieving forContinue reading “Published in The Susquehanna Review: “What to Expect While Grieving for Your Father””

“To the New Owners of My Childhood Home,” an Excerpt from Weave Magazine

I live in a pink and green house in the suburbs of Philadelphia. Our living room is orange. Our kitchen ceiling is pink plaid. Every surface in my mother’s bedroom is purple: the rug, the bedding, the walls; she even painted her antique wood furniture lavender. It wasn’t the first house I lived in, butContinue reading ““To the New Owners of My Childhood Home,” an Excerpt from Weave Magazine”

Get Writing Inspiration from Your Family’s Dirty Secrets

Secret:  I am totally obsessed with family research on ancestry.com.  I love picking family members’ brains for memories, dates, and the vaguely remembered names of cousins.  I love sifting through the scanned census records, copying out tiny details–like that my great-grandfather (a different branch, not in this photograph) worked at a cigar factory in BerksContinue reading “Get Writing Inspiration from Your Family’s Dirty Secrets”

Chapbook Contest–Poetry, Fiction, and Non-Fiction

On the ride home from work yesterday I got the germ of a new book idea.  I want it to be a collection of creative non-fiction essays organized around a theme.  Aside from basically everything David Sedaris writes, there aren’t many non-fiction short story collection books for sale in stores.  So I was wondering, howContinue reading “Chapbook Contest–Poetry, Fiction, and Non-Fiction”

My Burning House Moment: Going Back for the Memories and the Memoir

I live on the coast of Pennsylvania.  This means that if New Jersey someday sinks into the abyss of the Atlantic Ocean, I would have beach front real estate (not that I wanted them to get washed away in the hurricane!  I’m not heartless!).  So for all of you hearing about New Jersey being aContinue reading “My Burning House Moment: Going Back for the Memories and the Memoir”