“Did we meet? I don’t remember you at all.” Wrote the editor of a large publishing house in a curt (bordering on rude) email. We had met together just a few weeks before but obviously, I failed to make a lasting impression. Ouch. He went on to say, “Your book proposal doesn’t meet our current [...]
“Vast destruction surrounded me," said Jackie Albrecht. "Grief and sadness, tears mingled with groans . . . I'll never forget the sounds. Or how hot the smoldering metal was. Sometimes, I can still smell that noxious mix of diesel fuel and charred flesh. After the 9/11 terrorist attacks, I served as a grief counselor at [...]
We escaped—practically fled from our house—and drove off into the sunset together. Our Valentine’s date night was long overdue. After my husband and I were seated at our favorite restaurant, I almost teared up--the culture shock was just a little too much--as I gingerly ran my fingers across my fancy linen napkin. Red roses and flickering [...]