Cynthia Harrison

I love The Healthy Writer blog. Maybe they’ve already covered this topic, but I’m new to their site, so have not seen coverage of The Cindy Syndrome, which is a disease that comes from being a slave to writing, being chained to the keyboard by the enchantment of the current story.  Once upon a time, my diet and exercise regime was…

Just received sad news. My friend Linn passed away yesterday. I first met Linn thirty years ago when we were both members of a poetry group at Macomb Community College called “The Fantasy Factory.” Linn was a talented poet; she was also the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. I’m talking movie star gorgeous without…

The day we buried my mother-in-law, Irene Harrison, I had to teach. It was going to be a short class, I told my students, because I had a funeral to attend. So we talked about the last act of Hamlet, went over the death scene, and that heartbreaking moment when Horatio says “Good night, sweet prince.”…

Some of you may know I’ve been working really hard this semester… I need a break, so I’m taking off for a weekend getaway with girlfriends. Total pampering and damn do I need it. I’m taking time away from everything normal: husband, home, work, writing. Yep. Even writing. Not bringing my laptop. If you’ve been…