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Category: margaret mendel
I’M A UNION LADY AGAIN
A couple of weeks ago I joined the National Writers Union a UAW Local 1981/AFL-CIO. They offer resources, giving writers assistance with contract advice and grievances with publishers. Their strength comes from pooling information from other writers and lawyers, and…
A BRIEF REPRIEVE FROM THE WRITING LIFE
Lately I’ve been doing a great deal of work on PUSHING WATER, a novel in revision, and getting the final drafts of FISH KICKER ready for its publication that’s coming in March 2014. Most of the day I sit at…
PHOTOGRAPHY AS A HOBBY
I AM A GUEST ON J.Q. ROSE’S HOEDOWN HOBBY WEBSITE TODAY. CLICK THIS LINK TO READ ABOUT MY LOVE OF PHOTOGRAPHY. http://www.jqrose.com/2013/11/hobby-hoedown-author-margaret-mendels.html
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
Well, it’s that time of year again when the goblins and little beggars claw their way out of the woodwork and demand sweets. This is a photo I took many, many years ago of my son and his best friend…
FULL MOON IN OCTOBER
I’ve never had any desire to dabble in astronomy, but I do like a moonlit night. That’s not always easy to see when you live in a big city like New York. The full moon in October this year played…
DEAR DIARY
Quite a bit has happened since we downsized over a year ago and moved into a one bedroom apartment in Manhattan. But the really big news this year is that my novel FISH KICKER was accepted by MuseItUp, a publishing…
MUSEUM HOPPING: THE BOXER AND THE BEAUTIFUL
In the last couple of months I did some museum hopping for a little distraction from writing. My novel, FISH KICKER, is in the hands of the publisher. I’m waiting for the copy editor to send me the final draft…
ANOTHER DAY OF SUMMER
The sky was a brilliant blue. A soft, cool breeze gently rustled the leaves of the geranium plants on our terrace. What a perfect day for a stroll along a boardwalk, and we jumped on a subway to take the…
SUMMER IS WINDING DOWN
I love the last month of summer and I definitely won’t miss the miserably hot days in July. It’s the changing of a season that I’m so fond of, and as I write this on a Labor Day weekend, what…