The week before I started freshman year of college in California (some time ago), I spent the night with my two girl cousins, sleeping in twin beds with a cot between us. The older of my two cousins, who was in high school, asked me what I thought about the meaning of life. She still…

It doesn’t really matter that Serena lost in the semi-finals of the U.S. Open and fell short of accomplishing the nearly impossible feat of winning all four Grand Slam tournaments in the same year. She’s a champion, and so is her sister Venus, definitely for their awesomeness on the tennis court, and most especially for showing us what…

I was lucky to meet up with Doug Holder of Ibbetson Street Press recently, who wrote about my good fortune in being selected as a Somerville Arts Council Literature Artist Fellow this year and my efforts toward the 100-year commemoration of the Armenian Genocide. Here’s his article from The Somerville Times. Thanks Doug! Somerville’s Sarah…

“I know what my purpose is,” Sandra Bland said, as recounted by her mother. “My purpose is to go back to Texas and stop all social injustice in the South.” I’m sure she didn’t think she’d have to die trying. But she did show the world how immense that calling is. It’s a horrible irony…

This is my first blog to launch my website, so why did I choose these images? Since I’m writing historical fiction, I wanted images evocative of the past. And I like clickable images, but I didn’t want them floating in space. I had to put them somewhere. A mantel would have worked, but then I’d…