Breaking in to find myself

Christmas had arrived quiet and gray in 1987.  The grandfather clock chimed a reminder that lunchtime was near.  My mother cooked the turkey in a pillow case, hoping it would taste as good as it smelled, for once.  It didn’t. “But what are you going to do with a Bachelor of Music.  What will you […]

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On Anxiety: The Storm Inside

I’m in the calm before the storm. But, the storm is coming. She is bound to come, as she blows in every week around this time–right before I’m scheduled to drive over and teach a weekly master class (How to Sing) to four high school girls, like I have many times before. Her high winds […]

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