I am a music geek and a theater nerd. There are no bones about it. I adore all aspects of music and musical theater. Life would be so much better if we all broke out into song and dance numbers at a moment’s notice. Well, this may actually happen at my house, but I can’t ...

Everyone has a week where things didn’t exactly go as planned. This can be extremely frustrating for any number of reasons. Last week, I planned to finish a book that I was given to beta read, and I couldn’t touch it at all because I was so tired. This week I’m making good progress, and ...

“Hello,” said the mossto the thousand trees.“Throw your leaves, watch them weave,see then flutter and flail.Play for us a symphony.”   “Hello,” said the sun,to the leaves one day.“Dress in gold, go be bold,as you hush a good-bye.A wild autumnal symphony.” “Hello,” said the windto the leaves that day.“Let me rustle and tussleyou with nippy ...

Born an hour ago, or Day before. You’re One month, or A Hundred years old. Come out and Play.   On March 18th, my friends in neighborhoods around the globe will celebrate Holi. Trays of bright-colored dry powder, Buckets of water, Water-filled balloons, and Golgappas, samosas, gulab jamuns will adorn the tables.   Rules will ...

The beauty of the world is the music it creates.

“And if I didn’t know betterI’d think you were talking to me nowIf I didn’t know betterI’d think you were still around.”—Marjorie, Taylor Swift In just a few days, I finish up the first phase of this new career. There will be a ceremony. You were supposed to be there. You were supposed to watch ...

There’s a feeling in the air. It’s a mix of cautious optimism and anxious energy. It’s the nagging idea that society might be edging toward something normal, or at least normal enough. And we are ready for it. Compared to last June, where everything felt isolated and lonely, things are now welcoming and warm. I ...

Back in 2016, I had to buy a new vehicle. My two requirements for my car were: 1. It had to have a GPS and 2. It had to have a CD player. The GPS was for practical reasons, and the CD player is because I am one of the last humans on earth who ...

At home, life is messy and covered in broken amber-colored glass bottles. Here the noise drowns out the screaming in him; there’s a test tomorrow, and he should be in bed. Here, Andrew could ignore how terrible his home life is and move with the crowd. He could bend and twist and shout and clap ...