Diary of a Hopeful Starving Student
- A Constant State of Hope, U.S.A.
- August 03
- I am delightful company!
- Once upon a time this writer was a reporter/photographer and columnist for a large weekly newspaper in New York City, worked at the Center for Publishing at N.Y.U., worked at Kirkus for one whirlwind semester and eventually was an editor at Scholastic. After two very eventful years on cable television in New York City, this writer was voted off the island.
Today this writer is a student and soon-to-be published author (all fingers and toes are crossed) living in reduced circumstances. She is ever hopeful and even though her stomach may rumble from time to time, she is usually somewhat reasonably well fed. Most importantly this writer is a recovering or former New Yorker, (recovering seems more apt), who is quite happily transplanted elsewhere. She blooms where she is planted.
You can contact me at diaryofahopefulstarvingstudent@
MY RECENT POSTS
- 27 Dresses and One Hot Tart
May 18, 2013 04:20PM
- I love you best.
May 15, 2013 08:04AM
- "I'm fine."
May 13, 2013 07:29PM
- Something Worth Holding Onto
May 12, 2013 05:16PM
- Little Wonders
May 11, 2013 10:20PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
happy to hear that this
installment made you chuckle.
think you ought to write and
produce your own indie film.
I can, and I do love them all
May 16, 2013 01:42PM
May 16, 2013 01:38PM
ly once I arrived in Chicago I
was safe there. It is
May 14, 2013 10:53AM
Diary of a Hopeful Starving Student's Links
Hope enters her friend Sari's apartment just as the movie 27
is starting. When her friend sees her enter, she hits the pause
button, and the interrogation begins. Hope has information, and
everyone wants it. Now.
"You're finally here. Tell us what happened with the hot pi… Read full post »
My niece, Ronnie
I want to tell you how proud I am of you. From the first time I held you, I knew you would grow up to do great things. I was right. I am so, so proud of you.
You are doing so well in school,… Read full post »
To Ronnie, Becky, Molly, Ben and Katie,
Please find something else to read today. You are not to read this.
A Tiny but Beautiful Village in Wisconsin, November 18, 2009
"She's got bruises all over her. Look at this one," one of the nurses says as she moves… Read full post »
and standing in very close proximity to one another by the counter in
the dining hall. Hope leans for a moment, as if in need of support, and
then stands tall. The gentleman has not let go of Hope's hand yet.
Neither… Read full post »
hardest part is over; Let it in; Let your clarity define you; In the
end; We will only just remember how it feels..."
It is nearly one o'clock and Hope is just finishing her lunch. She's
seated at a table for… Read full post »
of small talk with the Rabbi's cousin and his friend, Hope sees her
chance to break free.
But it is far from a clean break. It's a total freaky mess.
Hope stands and shakes Harry's hand to say goodbye, and he holds on
just a… Read full post »
Hope is still silently praying with no end in sight.
The Rabbi's cousin and his friend are getting their drinks at the
Starbuck's on the ground floor of the Target store on Clark Street.
Hope is seated at a table taking deep breaths and identifying
the exits. You never know when one might… Read full post »
in the bath department at Target. Feeling like the company's logo was
somehow emblazoned on her back since she had attracted this unwanted
attention from him, she flashed him a quick smile and attempted to
make her get awa… Read full post »
Ducky I'm awfully fond of you..."
Hope is humming and silently singing her way through the empty aisles
of bath products at the Target store on Clark Street. She's so
absorbed in considering one shower curtain versus another and… Read full post »
There's no place like home. There's no place like
home. There's no
place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like
Hope is fighting the urge to hug everyone around her after she
her apartment key and mail box key for her new home in downtown
Chica… Read full post »
My niece, Katie
October 18, 2009, a Tiny but Beautiful Village in Wisconsin, Starbuck's
Hope and Sarah have made record time running the few short blocks from
the High School to the coffee shop. A bitter cold wind blows
throughout the village, and Hope and S… Read full post »
My niece, Ronnie
October 18, 2009, a Tiny but Beautiful Village in Wisconsin, the Village High School
Hope and her youngest niece Sarah are standing in line for
the box office. They are both huddled together for warmth since the
doors in the smal/… Read full post »
December 22, 2009, a Tiny but Beautiful Village in Wisconsin
Hope exits her apartment building and sees her sister and brother-in-law immediately. They are out front waiting to ambush her.
John stands there with his arms folded in silent judgement
everything before him, and Charit… Read full post »
My nephew, Ben
November 7, 2009, a Tiny but Beautiful Village in Wisconsin
Hope is walking the six short blocks from her apartment building
the corner of Oakland Avenue and East Olive Street to Lake Drive to
pick up her one and only nephew. Hope is humming and smiling at th/… Read full post »
I just transferred to a new university last year. And I have finally drawn a very important conclusion about the men here. In my opinion, the boys here...........they be crazy.
Just yesterday someone who I thought of as a good friend decided on one of my busiest days of the… Read full post »
New York City, July 3, 1986
Primo smiled at his grandchildren. He was so proud of all of them.
Hope was gardening with him again. It was their way each time he returned from Italy.
Faith and Chairty ran around the grounds. Laughter was everywhere. The… Read full post »
New York City, April 26, 1986
I peeked out the window again. I was dancing with excitement.
My grandfather would be home soon. I had missed him terribly while he was gone.
I watched his car slowly pull up the drive. When my grandfather stepped out, I ran toward him. He… Read full post »
John F. Kennedy International Airport, April 25, 1986
Primo checked his pockets again. Patted them both for the hundredth time.
When the customs agent asked him if he had anything to declare, he responded no. He lied. Within his pockets were the roots to his family's fort… Read full post »
The parish had been bleeding money for so long in this rough economy, just as every church and charitable organization had been around the country.
A letter had been posted to all parishioners begging them to give generously or further cuts would have to be made in staff at both the church… Read full post »
I slipped into church. It was completely empty. I checked thoroughly to make certain.
Silently I walked to the collection box. I placed the pouch inside and paused.
Grandpa, please forgive me for this. I had no other choice.
I crept to the front of the… Read full post »
August 6, 2000, Italia
We stood together in the vineyards. I looked up at my Grandpa and smiled.
We walked together there. He showed me everything. Taught me everything.
I still love to garden now.
"One day all of this will belong to you and your sisters,"… Read full post »
"How are you darling?" the boutique owner asked me.
She was dripping with false concern.
I know a plumber who could really work you over and put a stop to that leak forever. I'll have my Uncle place a call.
My sister and I had just alighted from her… Read full post »
"Is it necessary for you to dress like that in public?" my sister asked.
Maybe it's just me, but I think running about town is not a clothing optional activity. It's these togs or nothing.
"You should really try to make some sort of effort. We''ll find something… Read full post »
"I received the most frightful message," I told Veronica.
We were live chatting on gmail again. For the 39th time today. Live chat is great for checking in with people throughout the day. I love to see the little green lights all lit up on my chat list. The lights beckon… Read full post »