Call Me Master

Sorry, regular people. This is a geek joke.
May 19, 2011

What with the economy and unemployment levels being what they are, I’ve been hearing a lot of the debate over the value of a post-graduate degree, so I guess I’ll go on record as saying: Despite massive fears about defaulting on my loans, I don’t regret going through the USC Master of Professional Writing program.



Every time I find out that someone talented and mature is only my age, or younger, I want to throw things. Partly because I’m envious by nature, but mostly because it’s a warning sign: LOOK AT ME, NOW LOOK AT YOU, NOW BACK TO ME; WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE? (Yeah, I’m talking to you, Keira Knightly, you bitch.) I’m 25, I haven’t been nominated for an Oscar,…

January 26, 2011

No Going Back

No matter how many professors, seasoned authors, and other assorted writing sages tell me that published works are actually the product of a dozen agonizing rewrites, I never lose the hope that the first draft I toss onto the computer screen will be pure golden perfection. And then I’m very frustrated when it isn’t. (But, maybe, next time…) There are times when I look at a chapter, or an essay,…

October 22, 2010

Update from the Trenches

It’s now half-way through the semester at USC, and I’ve written four essays in varying states of readability for my thesis.  The process of writing, writing, writing without looking back is difficult for me – I’m the type of writer who can’t move forward until she’s fixed earlier mistakes. (I’ve signed up for National Novel Writing Month at least four times and haven’t finished once.) It’s important to keep reminding myself…

October 15, 2010

Can’t Blog – Thesis

I considered announcing a hiatus for this blog as I spend the next eight months crafting my master’s thesis in creative non-fiction. I haven’t been posting much lately, both from a lack of time and a lack of something to say. I admire people who can blog on a daily basis, but I don’t like to come to this blog and just throw out some random thought. This blog is…

October 1, 2010

Where You At?

You may have noticed I’ve been a little sparse in the blogging department lately. The reason for that is largely attributed to the fact that I’ve been working on material that I one day hope to profit from. Not that I don’t love my blog and my readers, but, well, a girl’s gotta eat, and believe it or not, I operate this blog out of the kindness of my own…

November 30, 2009

The Writer's Workshop Conundrum

If and/or when I become a teacher, a professor, I fully intend for my students to think I’m a bitch. Writers are sensitive, defensive, egomaniacal creatures. We spend our days controlling events, playing puppetmaster, inventing whole universes to manipulate at will.  “Oh, what did I do today? Well, I created life. How about you?” Unfortunately, just because we can do it, doesn’t mean we do it well, and there’s the…

September 2, 2009

How It Feels to Be Atheist Me

A class exercise inspired by Zora Neale Hurston’s “How It Feels to Be Colored Me.” It is quiet, often silent. Most of the time, nobody knows, nobody asks, everyone assumes. I must believe in God, I am an American. I am a Jew. I am the granddaughter of a Roman Catholic. When I tell them, if I tell them, they deny me my right to be what I am, they…

August 25, 2009