It is about time to share my writing.

I am a professor emeritus of English.

Before I settled into teaching at SUNY Adirondack Community College, I owned an independent bookstore for six years, worked in the publishing and advertising industry, was a features editor for a small newspaper, and worked in educational administration. I am a NYS Council on the Arts grant recipient.

I wrote my first play in first grade. It was 100 pages long (on that big block paper, allowing for three sentences per page). I didn’t even think of paginating it. Well, the pages got all mixed up and my mom and I spent an hilarious afternoon trying to figure out who said what when and where. Oh, how we laughed.

My sixth-grade teacher returned a story I wrote with an A+ on it, even though it was covered with her red-ink corrections. (I was having a problem with tense consistency, still do sometimes). She told me the story was brilliant. I was hooked on writing and Mrs. Hill.

After graduating from college, with a major in philosophy that I worried ruined my writing with all its necessitates, I took a short story writing class at the New School in New York City. It was run like a workshop, where we shared and received feedback on our writing. I shared a story entitled, Fenton and the Fire. The students loved it. The cranky woman who ran the workshop told me that you never, never use a first person’s name in a title. I didn’t know that. On the train ride home from that class, I thought about Anna Karenina, Jane Eyre, Oliver Twist, and the titles just kept coming.

In graduate school, I would get permission from professors to write creative responses (that would require research or show assimilation of the knowledge) to assignments (instead of the stodgy formatted research papers). I’d write plays and short stories capturing the class and ideas; some successful, some not-so-much, but the effort was appreciated and understood.

Why is it so difficult to call oneself a writer?

On this website of my writing, I will include new pieces, experimental pieces, practice pieces, mixed- genre work and writing that is from 30 years ago. Including Fenton and the Fire.

If you recognize yourself in any of the fictional pieces, I thank you for your inspiration. There was something about you and the experience of you that captured my imagination. Remember, it’s fiction.

Feedback, ideas, and questions are most welcome.

Thank you for reading!


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