Many people who know me know this. Many do not.
On September 11, 2001, my Mr. Right, whose name literally was Mr. Wright, died in the North Tower of the World Trade Center with his best friend and colleagues.
In the years since, I have written three pieces connected to that day. Two are fiction. One is creative nonfiction. None has yet been published.
As the twenty-fifth anniversary approaches, I have realized that I no longer want these pieces to exist only inside me and in editors’ submission queues.
I am offering to share one privately with anyone who would like to read it.
Two Lives, One Day
Fiction
On the surface, they share nothing but a date. One day binds two lives together, a day marked by coincidence, history, and something neither of them expected to find.
Your Room Is Ready
Fiction
Across decades and borders, a friendship endures through moments of crisis. When history circles back, one promise carries the weight of refuge and belonging.
Arrival
Creative Nonfiction
After a year marked by loss and the collapse of her world, one woman crosses a border alone. Montreal offers no promise of belonging and no shelter from grief. It offers space. The essay traces the quiet force behind exile and the stark truth that a city can hold a life in place without saving it.
The pieces remain unpublished, so I am not posting them publicly here.
If one interests you, choose a title below. I will send it to you privately.
Which would you like to read?
After you read it, please come back to this page and leave a short comment telling me what stayed with you.
It does not need to be literary criticism. A sentence or two is enough. Tell me what you felt, what you thought about afterward, what image remained, or simply whether the story connected with you.
For twenty-five years, September 11 has existed in my life as memory, grief, love, and absence. These stories are what I have made from some of that experience.
I would like them to be read.
What stayed with you?
Please respond in your own words rather than quoting from the story, since the work remains unpublished.