The NYC summer is in full swing and with warm-weather acres of flesh on parade, the streets and subways are a gallery of the tattooist’s art. When I was a kid, spotting a tattoo on a NY beach usually meant you’d come across a Hell’s Angel, a Holocaust survivor or … Continue reading
When I was in fifth grade, I had a teacher who loved books as much as I did. While the school and local public librarians could tell me about classics, only Mrs. Schwinger knew anything about contemporary books. It was Mrs. Schwinger who told us about Island of the Blue … Continue reading
I’d like to say that I’ve been so focussed on writing that I haven’t had a minute to spare for blogging in the (gulp!) two+ years since my last post. It’s more honest to say that when I find myself drifting off topic during my writing hours, it does me … Continue reading