Blog Posts for Carol I Hoenig

Let It Begin with Me and You

Carol I Hoenig — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 09:34:47 -0800

Most of us desire peace in our lives. I know that was the motivation for divorcing my husband. I was done with the daily uncertainty of his mood swings and decided to forfeit comfort for, well, what I considered peace. I'm pleased to say that it worked, but not before going through an uproar to get there. Yet, peace can mean something more universal, even if it has its caveats. Some believe ...

Oh, What a World, What a World!

Carol I Hoenig — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 19:36:05 -0700

I confess: I am able to mimic the Wicked Witch of the West much better than Glinda, the Good Witch of the North. But, one has to admit, it's much more difficult pretending to float in a bubble and speak in a lilting voice that sounds as though it were helium-filled than being hunched down on solid ground and implementing the craggy, tonal threat of "I'll get you, my pretty. And your ...

Interviewing Kristen J. Tsetsi, author of "Homefront"

Carol I Hoenig — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 13:34:17 -0700

Yesterday I posted a review for Kristen J. Tsetsi's novel Homefront. After seeing my previous reviews for some other books on The Huffington Post, Kristen asked if I'd consider reviewing her novel. Once I heard what the subject matter was, I agreed. I'm glad I did. I was so intrigued and impressed by this book that I needed to ask the author some questions about the story itself and how it ...

My Interview Conducted By Brenda Janowitz

Carol I Hoenig — Wed, 07 Oct 2009 07:51:27 -0700

I invite you to read the interview author Brenda Janowitz did with me a couple of months ago. Brenda's now a brand new Mommy and is a busy woman, but she managed to post the interview I did with her here: http://brendajanowitz.blogspot.com/. And...find out how you may win an autographed copy of my award-winning novel, "Without Grace."

Never Could Say Goodbye

Carol I Hoenig — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 08:49:00 -0700

I almost avoided this week's Red Room theme because there were a number of possibilities I could write about on the subject of "Saying Goodbye" and couldn't decide which one to give precedence. Yet since the topic appeared in my email queue, I couldn't help but think of the Beatles' song and have been continuously singing, "You say goodbye and I say ...

Ending a Marriage after Years of Forgiveness

Carol I Hoenig — Wed, 16 Sep 2009 14:33:27 -0700

In spite of myself, because I was not at all interested in any serious relationship, I'd fallen in love with a man who traveled close to 400 miles almost every weekend to visit me. That persistence and commitment knocked me off my feet-enough for me to agree to marry this man when he asked me. What followed was twenty years of having to find it in myself to forgive my husband almost daily in ...

Our Collective Loss Remembered

Carol I Hoenig — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 06:09:31 -0700

I had a meeting in the city yesterday morning so I was up early and waiting on the LIRR platform for the train, which brought back memories from when I used to commute daily into Manhattan for work. But that all changed in September 2001. I had an office in the Borders Store on Park Avenue and 57th and it was a day that began similar to yesterday, but ended so tragically. Unlike yesterday, a day ...

How the Creative Arts Validate Our Existence

Carol I Hoenig — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 05:50:28 -0700

I've always appreciated the arts and believe they add greatly to our existence. Strike that-rather, I believe that they validate our very being. From music to literature, to painting and photography, it is the creative works that make life so much more bearable. I gave this idea some consideration when a friend from Wales was showing me photographs he'd been taking over the last few days. They ...

Of Little Faith (Portion from Chapter Four)

Carol I Hoenig — Mon, 31 Aug 2009 08:59:15 -0700

I'd chosen a matching silk blazer and skirt set, the color of a robin's egg, for Easter service. I couldn't believe I was putting myself through the ordeal of going back to that church. I had little intention of doing so, but earlier in the week Eric had stopped by looking for Beth. "She's at the grocery store," I'd said. "I was ...

Me? Impolite?

Carol I Hoenig — Thu, 27 Aug 2009 13:17:28 -0700

I recall a time, yes, just one time, when I didn't say thank you for the door that was being held opened for me. The reason it is so clear in my memory is because the person holding the door sneered a sarcastic "Thank You" at me as I raced through. Most of us, at one time or another, have reacted in that manner, myself included, but when I realized in that moment that I was the one ...