I set out from my apartment on 34th Street off 30th Avenue in Astoria, Queens around 6:30 pm. It’s Sunday, and after a leisurely afternoon spent at home I’m headed for Astoria Park, the jewel of the neighborhood. It’s a 60 acre oasis of tranquility amid the noise and honking horns of Astoria, and it’s one of the largest open spaces in Queens.… Continue Reading
I go out for a walk in the early evening on Thursday after finishing my work for the day. I’m trying to complete a particularly important chapter of my memoir, A Generation X Life, but I keep getting stuck on the last section.… Continue Reading
It’s late on Wednesday night, and I’ve been sitting in my kitchen by the window watching the snowfall intermittently. It’s mostly tailed off by now, but there’s a stray lost snowflake here and there.
I woke up late today, around 2pm, after staying up the entire night before writing.… Continue Reading
Tonight was an important night for me. I finally wrote the essay I’ve been dying to write for years about the US invasion and occupation of Iraq. I’ve written essays on Iraq before, but today was the 15th anniversary of the US invasion, so I felt like now was the time to say what I wanted to say.… Continue Reading