"I love Maine, Kendra, and last visited in September -- Boothbay Harbor, Camden, and places in between. I envy you the special beauty of the state and really enjoyed reading o your hiking adentures. Lovely photos and yes, a good character…"
I am a writer, editor, and teacher of creative writing (for 17 years). I run writing workshops in fiction, nonfiction, and memoir, for men and women 20ish through 85ish.
I have an MFA in Writing and Literature from Stony Brook University Southampton. I was tutored by Jules Feiffer, Roger Rosenblatt, Ursula Hegi, Robert Reeves, Lou Ann Walker, and other fine writers and remain involved with the University.
My website, which includes bio info, some published work, and a newsletter is www.eileenobser.com.
Books I've written, anthologies I've contributed to, and any scripts or plays I've authored:
I'm actively marketing a memoir at this time, trying to find an agent and/or publisher.
I have written plays and screenplays, and two of my one-act plays are under consideration by The Naked Stage (see below).
Media outlets that I currently write for:
My writing is:
Nonfiction, Memoir, Plays
Outlets where I review books, TV, or film:
I have reviewed books, but am not doing so now.
Services I offer to other writers:
I am a freelance editor and am currently editing two novels - one a family story, based on real events, written by a retired English professor, and the other a mystery, written by a retired homicide dectective. I am also editing other writers' work - by former students or by referral.
I'm part of these writers' groups or salons:
RAW (Read as Written) a writer's group for MFAers - current and graduates of the Stony Brook Southampton MFA program.
My professional associations:
RAW (see above)
The Naked Stage, theater group at John Drew Theater, East Hampton, NY
Poets & Writers
Artists & Writers of East Hampton (AWEH)
I found out about She Writes from:
Wanda St. Hilaire
Comment Wall (2 comments)
You need to be a member of She Writes to add comments!
Sometimes things happen in life that just simply make us sad. No words can explain the heavy weariness that crept into my heart when I heard about the sudden death of a friend a few days ago. Why did a 37 year-old man’s life have to end so…See More