Monthly Archives: October 2015

Tough criticism

My son is taking Creative Writing in his first semester in college. He’s come face-to-face with the nastiness-as-criticism phenomenon. “There’s a boy who never has anything good to say about anyone’s work,” he said. “He acts so superior.” Then it came time for my son to criticize that boy’s writing. “Don’t retaliate,” I told him. […]

America’s favorite color

Now that I’m almost done packing the main floors of our Rochester house, I’ve started to look at paint chips. The walls are in great shape; they just need updating. Since my New Jersey friend is thinking of painting her studio, we went to a paint store together. First, she showed me some samples of […]

The kindness of new friends

“The rain to the wind said, You push and I’ll pelt.’ They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged—though not dead. I know how the flowers felt.” ― Robert Frost The weather was raw and the wind was fierce when Brad Marshall and I set out on Friday morning for […]