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Biography

I grew up in a loving family in idyllic Demarest, N.J., and graduated from Marymount School of New York. I began writing professionally while I was a student at Barnard College, Columbia University.

A collection of poems I wrote during college won the Lenore Marshall Prize for Poetry. When I talked to my advisor about careers, she paused and said, “Well, of course, you’ll be a poet.” That seemed too solitary. I wanted to find and tell stories, to explore. So, I took a job at a newspaper. I wrote non-fiction for years. More recently I’ve begun writing poetry and fiction again.

A note about this site. I blog about books, movies, theatre, travel. I’ve posted some of my favorite clips, from mini reviews to multipage profiles and features. Too, I share with you “The Bicycle Poem,” which won the prize that started my career.

In the blog

I have no books to recommend. I’ve been reading, of course. I admired but didn’t love Kevin Wilson’s Nothing to See Here, which I thought would be about women’s friendships (if so, we’re doomed as a gender), but was really about neglect. Before that, I read What Maisie Knew, by Henry James, the mother of

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  Bliss: three weeks off the grid at our home within Club Lac Pythonga in Quebec. Few bugs, hot sun, lake water the perfect temperature for swimming. I kayaked, practiced yoga outdoors, gazed at stars, visited with friends. So much time and quiet, a good place to write and read. I finished the fourth and

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I’ve had a hard time reading and writing lately. Not sure why. Lockdown going into a second year? Probably. I’m bored with myself because there’s not enough going on. No dinner parties, no restaurant lunches, no movie dates. No travel. I’m grateful for my husband’s presence, especially in the late afternoon and evening. We watch

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