Earlier today, I had the fortune of joining a group of playwrights for their monthly meeting, thanks to an invitation earlier this week from one of the group’s members. True to my homebody nature, I woke up this morning and would have been content…

This morning after waking, I remained cocooned in the comfort of my warm, cozy blankets for a while but grabbed my Blackberry from its bedside perch and scrolled through Facebook. You never know what important news may be missed during one’s time …

A few years ago, I began taking screenwriting and playwriting classes. I found it to be a delightfully challenging outlet for my fingers which had begun to atrophy somewhat. Sure, they were used for office work, Excel spreadsheets and status repor…

When I was four or five, I wanted to take piano lessons because my brother took them. The way my mom tells the story, I couldn’t even say the word “piano,” but I knew I wanted them: “pih-panno” lessons. Instead of a “no,” I received a green light,…

More and more often, I feel as though the world is moving too fast. Too much technology for me to keep up with, too many places people have to get to ASAP, too many moments that are passed by because they’re deemed unimportant at the time. But the…

Sometimes I’ll be making my morning coffee and, as I’m waiting for it to finish, I realize that my blank, groggy stare has fallen on a random corner of the kitchen sink. Or on the faucet. Or on the tile grout. At that moment, I’m not unhappy, I’m …

I have a Christmas obsession. I spend most of the year looking forward to it, and on December 26th, I promptly mourn its loss. This year, I assumed I would go through my KOST depression once the 24/7 holiday tunes were over, and I was mostly wrong…