It's March. Two months ago my fiance and I moved from Brooklyn to an apartment in Alphabet City, all three cats in tow. We are anxiously awaiting sweater weather. 

In January, I left my job at Narratively for a full-time position as the Community Programs Coordinator at The Crime Victims Treatment Center, a nonprofit that provides free healing services to survivors of violence. My role there is to support the volunteer rape and domestic violence crises counselors who go on call every night in NYC emergency rooms. Every morning, I wake up at 5:45, write for an hour and a half, and then take the ferry from Stuytown to my office on Wall Street. It's my favorite part of the day. 

Needless to say, it's a big change. I'm still playing music, but less so these days. My next piece of writing, a review of Eula Biss's Notes from No Man's Land, will be published in The Brooklyn Rail this March. 

I've just about wrapped up my coursework at The New School and am focused on finishing my thesis. My hope is to graduate this Spring. Between CVTC, classes, writing, and friends, my days are full.  

Currently reading The Best American Short Stories of 2018, edited by Roxane Gay. 

This "now" page was inspired by my dear friend and former boss, Derek Sivers.

This page was last updated March 4, 2019.