We did it for the first time in a Holiday Inn on Jericho Turnpike. Like teenagers — but in our 50s — Steven and I “got a room.” When we were young, we worried about our parents catching us. Now, we had our own teenagers to sneak around. I was working in a preschool program…

Chapter 2: “Three Former ‘Criminals’” in the anthology What is a Criminal?

Interview by Diane Gottlieb Find a Place for Me: Embracing Love and Life in the Face of Death is a memoir about facing a marriage’s last act as a couple united in mind and holding hands. Deirdre and Bob are married eleven years and have two young children when forty-three-year-old Bob is diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral…

BackStory: Five Questions with Diane Gottlieb Author of From Here to Eternity What inspired you to write ‘From Here to Eternity’? My mother-in-law is 98 years old! She lived with us until she needed memory care, and now she is in a lovely facility—and strings lots of beads. I often think about what it must be…

So, I’m going to live forever. Living forever was never my plan but it must be God’s because I’m 98 and while I’ve lost a few teeth and my bladder control (keep that to yourself, will you?), I have every marble I came to earth with in ’24. Same year as Marlon Brando (be still…

Susan Triemert’s brilliant collection of flash essays Guess What’s Different opens with Triemert strapped into a slow-moving ambulance: “Ambulances are for emergencies, right? You realize that yours, the one you’re strapped into, has two jobs: to carry you from one hospital to another. And to keep you safe—from yourself. …” Triemert is being transported from the ER…

In 2011, poet and author Ariana D. Den Bleyker saw a need for publications catering to people without numerous bylines and launched Emerge Literary Journal to showcase their work. Over the past year, staff at the magazine expanded her vision to include established writers who want to attempt a new genre or form.  “So, let’s say you’re…

Antioch LitCit #31 Podcast Interview with Janet Rodriguez

I was 44 when I bought a tombstone. It was a double, to stand guard over two side-by-side burial plots. This was not advanced planning or an attempt to lock in the space and price of prime cemetery real estate. I wasn’t following Midrashic advice that suggests buying plots when you’re alive and well. Neither…

I started praying recently. Wake up each morning and say, Modeh ani lefanecha. Stretch the long “o” in modeh, linger on the “e” in ah-nee. I pray in Hebrew. A language I don’t understand. Ru’ach chai v’kayam   Friday evenings at sleep-away camp. The cafeteria, alive with kids. Loads of us: hormones, pimples, sweat. Some wore baby fat,…