My Kindergarten best friend was also my very first friend. We were so similarly timid that we didn’t mind that our conversations were brief bits that hinted at our equally isolated upbringing. Our zen-like circuit of a cobblestone walk was our practice place for future socializing. Visit Substack to read about my first rewarding peer […]
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My Humble Thoughts on Student Protests at Columbia University
Have we forgotten Kent State? Visit Substack to read my post on the subject.
A Grown Ass Woman
https://lindasummersea.substack.com/p/a-grown-ass-woman
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
I haven’t posted in a while because here on the home front, beyond politics and Covid-19, I’ve been riding the roller coaster of Life. I’ve been hanging tight… It wouldn’t be Life if we didn’t have a few lessons to learn, right? I wish all of you a wonderful holiday season and a happy new […]
Swimming in the Dead Sea in Summer
Yesterday was my 70th birthday. Rather a big one, I think, and worthy of a big celebration. I don’t mean a big party or big money spent. I prefer to celebrate a significant transition with some kind of adventure, big or small or in-between. I had hoped, if all went well, to be swimming in […]
Winter is Coming
The fog is thick this morning, surrounding us in a soft blanket of grey, creeping close and closer still, cloaking the shrubs, disguising the gardens. The fog horn has blown all night long at intervals as regular as breath. In and out, in and out, in and out. I sync my breathing, pull up the […]
August and Oceans
It’s August. Summer vacations are drawing to a close. Did you ever see the ocean when you were little? The closest I came was a postcard from Cape Cod. From my godmother. She and her family had rented a cottage not far from the beach. I stared and stared at that postcard. It was the […]
Inspired by The New Yorker. Writer needs forever home. Adoption listing.
Meet Linda. She came to us with a BFA and MFA, but sadly, these degrees were not in Creative Writing. Her shame for advanced degrees in a field outside of writing has left her cowering in self-doubt but she no longer piddles when addressed in a loud voice and rarely bites back—providing she is given […]