My myAt Waterloo Napoleon did surrenderOh yeahAnd I have met my destiny in quite a similar wayThe history book on the shelfIs always repeating itself In 1983, halfway through my junior year, I was summoned to a meeting with my piano teacher. He was a star, a winner of the … Continue Reading →


Back in Washington DC for a week with the WNO YAs, which is always a joyous and inspiring time for me. This comes on the heels of some beautiful weeks of work and growth for my students back at CCM, and a satisfying recital back in Ann Arbor. It’s been … Continue Reading →

Sempre libera

This morning I’m reading in an all-too-familiar state of horror about the line of massage parlors up and down the east coast, places like the one in which Patriots’ owner Robert Kraft was recently apprehended. I’m reading about the women who were lured into employment there by promises of fast … Continue Reading →

Journey in Winter

I’m inspired by a great concert to write for the first time in a while. I published my thoughts on Medium here: https://medium.com/full-cry/journey-in-winter-b681053c004c For anyone who can’t access that, the full text follows. JOURNEY IN WINTER I know we are in for it when I see the dress. The whole topic … Continue Reading →

The desire to walk alone

Over the last couple of days my husband and I have hiked two short sections of the Pacific Coast Trail, which stretches from the desert of Southern California to the northern edge of Washington State. It’s a spectacular trail, traversing forests, meadows, lakes and streams, granite outcroppings, and breathtaking ridge … Continue Reading →