*Since some of my readers had a hard time accessing my first storytelling piece. Here it is in its entirety.
Everyone remembers where they were that day. You know the day. THAT day. People were at work, getting ready for work, getting the kids ready for school. All in our usual morning routines on that particular September 11th.
At the time, I was a journalist for The Associated Press and hours after the towers fell, I was one of the four … Read more ...
We all know that I’ve got a new drug. I wish it were exercise, but whatevs. It’s something even better.
In my previous post, I told you how I stumbled onto the craft of storytelling. Hearing people on stage telling true yarns of their adventures, some happy, some sad, others randomly in between. All of them honest, stark and bare.
Reading my First story at the Holiday Club in Chicago at the Story Club Chicago event. Photo via Lily Be.
I’d quickly fallen in … Read more ...
I’ve got a new obsession. It’s storytelling.
It’s not the stories I cover as a journalist, this my friends is much different. It’s part of an old/new genre that’s growing in Chicago where people gather to hear true stories about each other’s lives.
It’s a bit of a throwback to the days when we’d gather around the fire to roast the freshly caught deer, duck or squirrel. Or fast forward a few generations to after Thanksgiving dinner and the grown folks tell tales from the … Read more ...
So I, along with millions others, have read Ann-Marie Slaughter’s piece in the Atlantic entitled “Why Women Still Can’t Have It All.” I’m not going to pontificate on whether indeed we can have it all. (That hearty exchange is on my Facebook page.)
I will say though today felt like a struggle to juggle it all. The day was by no means bad, it was just tough. Not single-mother-working-three-jobs-to-feed-her-kids tough, but it also wasn’t a walk in the park. Here’s a day in the … Read more ...
I suddenly got very nervous. Goodness, I wanted this more than I realized.
Hubby and I were at the Chicago Headline Club’s 35th Annual Peter Lisagor Awards. There we sat at table No. 23 in a stately ballroom at the Union League Club of Chicago with 350 of the area’s amazing media professionals.
As I waited for the awards ceremony to get to the most important category _ mine _ I paused to look back on the evening so far.
During the cocktail … Read more ...