Writing About Lives

I have been astounded at what having a blog for these last eight weeks has meant. People I have not heard from in years have told me they are reading. Journalism allowed me to write and have my work run immediately. In this creative writing bubble there have been fewer opportunities for having a relationship with readers. Blogging has been a nice way of getting my stuff back out into the world.

People have responded so favorably to the piece I wrote about my friendship with Rowena Cruz that I was almost overwhelmed by the kind comments. In fact, someone from Columbia’s School of the Arts linked it to the Our Word website, a group she was in charge of this year. I am always eager to hear what people have to say and I am not afraid to be challenged when people question my point of view, provided they leave their name so I can respond thoughtfully. I can’t respond to anonymous posts because I have no way of contacting the writer.

I am so happy people are enjoying the blog.