Stories From the Edge of Blindness

In 2002, Retinitis Pigmentosa changed my life. This is my story of a slow approach to darkness.


August 2018

Stuck in My Head

I was lucky to grow up in 2 musical households.  My Mom was taught, by her professional jazz musician father, to play the piano at age 4.  My Dad played the guitar and was always singing.  He has a song... Continue Reading →

Bog Means God in Serbian ~ Susan Richardson

I rarely offer explanations about my poems; I feel that once I put them out into the world, they cease to belong to me and the meaning becomes that of the reader. In this case, I am breaking my own... Continue Reading →

A Poem in Foxglove Journal

I am thrilled to have my poem, "Reluctant Diver", in Foxglove Journal today.  My huge thanks go out to editor Elizabeth Gibson!

The World Owes You Nothing, Darling

Sarah’s exquisite voice in all of its strength and grace!!!!!

On the Way to the Barre

I wrote this blog post yesterday morning in the bath, and jotted it down on the train. I was still glowing from my recent trip to Paris and coming back to a huge class of 40 eager ballet students, even ending class with a can-can. I didn’t get a chance to post it last night and today I was feeling the post-Paris blues, and it cheered me up.

You’re Doing It Wrong. I know, I know, I don’t usually say you’re “wrong”. People have too many negative messages in their heads for me to add any more. Even in ballet class I usually say “you can do it better this way”, or something to that effect, but this time I’m telling you you’re doing it wrong because it’s the stinky truth.

I know you know this, but my dear, the world was not made for you, and other people were…

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Beware the Adjective

I have had the good fortune, in my writing life, of having mentors who chose to share parcels of writing advice that I keep with me as I travel this crazy path I have chosen.  I know I will have... Continue Reading →

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