Diane PomerantzLonging for the StorkAll around me were big, round, breathing bellies and nursing newborns — everything that I longed for. There were babies everywhere, and I…Mar 30, 20221Mar 30, 20221
Diane PomerantzDaphneWhat made Daphne different than the other girls wasn’t only that at 13 she was five feet, nine inches tall, and built as if she were a…Mar 30, 2022Mar 30, 2022
Diane PomerantzHow Important Is a Title?Writing my memoir has been a process which continues even now that publication has happened. I still find myself learning new things about…Sep 1, 2018Sep 1, 2018
Diane PomerantzFor Whom Do We Write?I’ve read countless memoirs, as well as thousands of other books, and as I put pen to paper writing Lost in the Reflecting Pool, it…Sep 1, 2018Sep 1, 2018
Diane PomerantzWhen Everything Goes Wrong, It’s Okay To Be A “Good Enough” MotherI handed the parking attendant $30.00 and pulled out onto Charles Street.Sep 1, 2018Sep 1, 2018
Diane PomerantzForgiveness: A Prerequisite for Healing?It was September 28, 1998. Yom Kippur, the holiest of all Jewish holidays would begin at sunset. I sat in the small cubicle wearing the…Aug 30, 20184Aug 30, 20184
Diane PomerantzMusings of a Memoir Writer: Memoir or Autofiction?Musings of a Memoir Writer: Memoir or Autofiction?Aug 29, 20187Aug 29, 20187
Diane PomerantzCall Me AngelShe was such a good girl; a smart girl. She was such a sweet girl; a pretty girl. She was such a nice girl. She was an angel. Mommy thought…Aug 28, 2018Aug 28, 2018
