http://slow.writerscafe.org/joshcrs The original writings of author Joshua Stern en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021553 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Read the obituariesif you haven’t lately: A Broadway actresswho would havestormed stages up the ladderto fame, won two Tonys, andwith her portrayals sparkedempathy, brought insight intothe human condition, andinspired people to livedied last wee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1796301/ She’s slightlyobsessedwith the metaphysical. We sit under a treeby the lakeone night.Do you ever think,she says,about whether thereactually issuch a thingas, let’s say,a chair--or whether a “chair”is simply an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1657161/ is very much likea pagein a novel--it is your surroundings atany given moment: it is the atmospheric conditionsthat envelop you--the weekly forecast onyour phone’s app,long-sleeve weather, T-shirt weather;the warm indoors, with warm companyg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1645981/ To Owen: Sometimes the pen inside me stirs up memories ofwords and friends and rooms and tears andthings said, and things left unsaid--and strings them all together, stirs themtogether with the ingredients ofform;sometimes it stirs up sediment--no,sentime.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1603798/             When I washired as an English teacher at Elphick High School just a few weeks after Igraduated from college, I wasn’t quite sure what to make of that achievement. Foryears I had looked forward to my first teaching gig, bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1468517/ II must admit...there have been times, in this class,when the emphasis you have placed onthe importance                      --the necessity--      &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1451610/             She told meso many things over the course of those few weeks, at that table by the windowwhere I would so often find her sitting alone. So many things.            She tol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1451608/              I can’t bethe bearer of bad news. I just can’t bring myself to do it. Even the thought ofit just...destroys me.            It’s theevening of Au.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1400008/ Not too long ago, I learned tothink of my life in terms ofthe people who are in it,and the times I share with them.I began to see everyone around me asa potentially fascinating person,worth getting to know, or even just talking to--interacting with in some way.And for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1388441/ I know this might make me sound insensitive--but I would like to express my belief thatthank-you notesare overrated. My mother told meshe once gave someone a giftfor a wedding, or a Bar Mitzvah, or something--and she never received a thank-you note.Since then.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1378720/             “In dreams I walk with you            In dreams I talk with you            In dreams you’re mine, all o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joshcrs/1377330/