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In the early 90s I started working as a cater waiter in New York City. One day I was working a private home job on the Upper West Side with another waiter when the client came rushing into the kitchen to find us. She spoke directly to the other waiter—I’ll call her Pam—who was much
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When I jumped back on Twitter during the pandemic years before Elon Musk scared off so many brilliant artists and writers, I heard the daily sour plea of much younger-than-me writers making a big fuss over who was and wasn’t getting published, and they made one thing very clear: they pledged in solitude to never
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I once taught a course called “What’s a Canon?” and for the final assignment, each student created a literary Canon and defended his/her/she/him/them choices. I told them this was a final assignment I had done and never forgotten in an undergrad history course at CUNY Hunter College. In preparation for each class, I printed copies
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We wanted to adopt a shelter dog from a no-kill group in our county. A monthly newsletter came through the email one day with a photo of Sheldon who was listed under a different name. Sheldon is a Golden Labrador Great Pyrenees mix, and his brother, a short haired white, black, and brown spotted puppy
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Mary Louise Penaz 