You’d think that landing a sweet publishing deal would squash any trace of writer’s block, and you’d be wrong.
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Gil Roth of The Virtual Memories Show talks with Charles Bivona about his evolution on Twitter.
It was several years before I joined her Dominican family, when I found myself in the backseat of a bigot.
“I’m no expert,” she reminded me for the second time in the conversation, “but life used to be about what you did for other people.”
At a lecture, presentation, orientation, whatever, quietly speed tapping notes into a word-processing app on my phone.
It was a simple shot—casual, yet dynamic. The reporter would speak his lines while strolling through Zuccotti Park. But Zuccotti Park was not cooperating.
I walked into the NJ Peace Action annual dinner, a notebook in my hand, my head full of activism.
Stephen Moran has asked me to work directly with poets whose work we’ve accepted.
The most effective way I can resist the wave of ignorance and prejudicial fear that ushered in the Trump era…