Writings

"Sylvia's Spoon," my first published story, was featured anthology of short stories by Jewish women.

My mother died four days into 2021. Zoom burial, Zoom shiva, and now, Zoom kaddish...

I have a bad case of book club envy. None of my dozen or so ex-book clubs exist any longer.

Each Yom Kippur our rabbi invites a few congregants to write a prayer leading up to the Yizkor Memorial service.

On Cooking, Rosh Hashanah, and Inhabiting a Fictive World.

I’m knee-deep into what promises to be a fifty-plus gig book tour...

My family is hitting the b’nai mitzvah circuit hard these days.

For my sister-in-law, this intersection is about more than walk and don’t walk.

“You’re going to talk about hair? For two hours?” my mother said after I told her I’d been invited to co-facilitate a Lilith Salon...

It began with a glance. I was walking out of Barnes & Noble on a warm May afternoon when I spotted him, Dr. Norman Vincent Peale, or, shall I say, his four-disc audio book...

Instead of focusing on dieting before my daughter’s bat mitzvah, I decided to get in shape emotionally.

I was a grown woman when I outmeaned the meanest girl in my elementary school, a cheerleader with brilliant blue eyes and slightly bucked teeth...

Dara Torres. Dara Torres. God, it would be so easy to hate her. Let’s start with the abs that defy nature...