I’ve been to Key West many times. But I’ve never participated in a writing workshop.
So I didn’t know what to expect when I spent five days there this past week participating in a workshop titled "Personal Narrative in an Impersonal World". (Also known as the memoir.)
Every other year around this time, which would be the years that I don’t have my children with me for Thanksgiving, I go on a cruise. At first, these cruises were just me and my husband getting away for a quick jaunt over to the Bahamas. Over the past couple of years, the holiday cruise...
I did something last weekend that I never, ever do. That goes against every bone in my body. (And no, it's not some Tantric sex thing.)
I arrived in a town without a hotel reservation for the weekend.
Ay Dios mio.
Or as my people would say: Oy vey.
Spring is here but I’m already thinking about the summer.
Summer means short(er) shorts and bikinis one piece bathing suits.
And unfortunately, I’m trending about eight pounds over my fighting weight.
Especially since I spent last week on Spring Break.
My kids’ spring break starts tomorrow. And I can’t wait. I need a break. A break from getting up at 5:30 am. A break from nagging about homework. And a break from all the shit that’s been going on in my head. Three of my family of five are hopping on a plane to head...