Category Archives: creative writing

A Writer Brought Back To Life

Posted on December 3, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

Pete Hamill is someone I’ve revered forever as a journalist, New York historian, novelist and screenwriter, concerned about him since he’s been silent for much too long. Knowing he’s the last of his breed, Jack Newfield (1938-2004), Norman Mailer (1923-2007), … Continue reading →

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Thanksgiving 2019

Posted on November 28, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

I’m spending Thanksgiving with Carrie, rereading all her books, making it one of the best ever. Let’s hear it for great writing that peels off the page like a good yam, or ham, in Carrie’s case. She writes a lot … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, animals, comedy, Connecticut, creative writing, Family, food, Home, humanity, humor, kids, Politics, readng, words, writing | Tagged Carrie Fisher A Life on the Edge Shelia Waller, childhood memories, growing up in an alcoholic home, Thnaksgiving feasts, Wishful Drinking Carrie Fisher | 23 Comments

Famous Last Words

Posted on November 24, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

Speaking of the dead… I always wonder if the person taking flight knows, and if so, how? Does someone who went before only you can see, come to escort you? Is it like in the film, Heaven Can Wait, when … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, creative writing, Faith, humanity, humor, internet, Love, nature, travel, words | Tagged Believing i an afterlife, Famous last words, Film Heaven Can Wait, Life after death, Steve Jobs, Visitations | 32 Comments

Ratty and Natty

Posted on November 7, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

There are two men, on the periphery of my life, peering in. One is a beat-up musician I should run from, the other, a well-heeled Englishman I should run towards. Don’t get me wrong, I love the natty type that … Continue reading →

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Sleepless in Manhattan

Posted on October 29, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

When I can’t sleep, rather than count sheep, or even U.S. Presidents, I now count my blessings making a gratitude list from A to Z. It goes something like this: A…apples, the air I breathe and my friend Anna, who … Continue reading →

Posted in animals, creative writing, grace, Gratitude, Love, words, writing | Tagged humilty, insomnia, living life to the fullest, Making a gratitude list, Trusting you'll be taken care of | 40 Comments

Dear Mr. Vonnegut

Posted on October 4, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

I found myself in Turtle Bay, a part of Manhattan from 43rd to 53rd Streets, stretching from Lexington to the East River. It’s mostly known for the long time home of the late Katharine Hepburn, but for me it has … Continue reading →

Posted in animals, Books, creative writing, grace, Love, New York City, Women and men, words, writing | Tagged Breakfast of Champions Vonnegut, favorite writers, Kurt Vonnegut, Man Without a Country Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse 5, Turtle Bay in Manhattan | 54 Comments

Susannah’s Fall, Winter Reading list…2019-2020

Posted on September 23, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

If writing is rewriting, than it makes sense that reading is rereading, finding myself guilty as charged. Whether it’s Hemingway’s, Movable Feast, or Daphne du Maurier’s, Rebecca, you’ll often find me swooning on a familiar page. To name a few: … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, creative writing, Culture, History, humanity, inspiration, words, writing | Tagged Books you love, Goodreads, great literature, Reading fiction and nonfiction, The Public Library | 36 Comments

Best Stories of the Week…August 30th

Posted on August 30, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

A 10 year-old boy at school was celebrating his birthday allowed to invite two boys to join him for lunch. He chose his best friend and another kid his mom didn’t know. When she asked, who he was and why … Continue reading →

Posted in creative writing, Culture, Family, friendship, grace, Gratitude, humanity, humor, inspiration, Love, words | Tagged 12 Step programs, Dealing with loss, generosity, inspiration, Service Dogs, Staying green | 59 Comments

Sentimental History

Posted on August 11, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

There are so many poignant stories that aren’t mainstream, reminding us that we all possess humanity in one way or another. I’d like to share eight tender tales of lore, five about U.S. Presidents. Theodore Roosevelt wore a ring with … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, creative writing, Culture, Family, humanity, Love, media, men, New York City, Politics, violence, words, writing | Tagged American History, Robert F. Kennedy 1968, The sinking of the Titanic, U.S. Presidents | 61 Comments

There’s a Mouse in the House

Posted on August 6, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

I can’t kill anything. Somewhere in me lives a Quaker who feels even ants have their constitutional rights. Yesterday it started with a waterbug I was attempting to relocate. I flush them, figuring, they must be Olympic swimmers given their … Continue reading →

Posted in animals, creative writing, food, humor, nature, New York City | Tagged Being a Quaker, Bobby Kennedy, Cats as mousers, mice, PETA, Waterbugs | 56 Comments