Where should you study writing? Here’s where I’ve taken great workshops

Thursday, May 23, 2019

Looking to write a book? Here are some places I recommend you check out. While the offices for the following schools are based in New York City, I think they all offer online courses, so you can be based anywhere and still get a great writerly education! Sackett Street Writers Workshop – I took a novel generating course here and I am so glad I did! The course I took…


Anzaldúa & I write from our core, eat every danish

Thursday, September 6, 2018

Hi, I’m Stephanie and guess what? I’m a Virgo. September 1st was my birthday and a bunch of us rented an apartment by the sea. A friend of a friend offered a tarot card reading for the occasion, but I was nervous, so I asked several questions–how long does it last? Who asks the questions? When we drove back home to the city, I was relieved that I had escaped…


Apparently Deb Dana Likes Books with Absent Fathers

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

The last word I would ever use to describe my father is “absent.” He was — IS — one of the most involved, loving, supportive fathers I have ever met. Even when my career changes caught him by surprise, he never tried to discourage me and always became my number one fan. Last I heard, he’d managed to get his hospital to carry THE GIRLS’ GUIDE TO LOVE AND SUPPER…


Deb Dana’s Favorite Literary Pranks

I’m not a prankster. Whether that’s down to a lack of imagination or an aversion to getting in trouble, I’m not sure, but all I know is that if there is a prank to be had, I’m usually at the receiving end. Some might say I’m gullible. I say I’m “trusting” and “earnest.” Whatever the case, if you tell me there is such at thing as “Skittlebrau,” a beer flavored…

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Deb Elise’s Most Loathed Teacher Ever

I loathed everything about Emmett Woodshanks (not his real name — his real name was far less Dickensian.  He also didn’t look like Alan Rickman. I probably would have liked him a lot more if he had). I loathed his nearly-bald head, with its wreath of orange hair.  I loathed his close-cropped beard and mustache.  I loathed his wire-rimmed circular glasses.  I loathed the way he licked his upper lip…

Monday, January 31, 2011