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Esther Kurtz

Esther Kurtz

Esther is boring and normal, bananas in her yogurt make her very happy. She lives in NJ with her husband, children and many opinions

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Sunday, October 13, 2024
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Wednesday, August 02, 2017
“Fine, fine,” I said. I wasn’t going to lie and say, “Splendid, glorious,” because I’m a terrible liar. But that respon ...
Windows
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
And then there’s my sister-in-law, who I love dearly, but who really solidified my despair of ever being the enviable “ ...
Windows
Wednesday, May 24, 2017
There’s a certain honesty, a candidness when you haven’t met someone. Almost like telling your story to a stranger on a ...
Personal Accounts
Wednesday, April 05, 2017
Each tribe entered a different pathway, treading parallel paths across the seabed. We move through life intersecting, merging, ...
Fiction
Wednesday, April 05, 2017
Deena made her decision. Why was she crying? She wasn’t going to wear fabric that made her look like a couch cover ...
Fiction
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
“Look at me for what I am. I’m a senior accountant at my firm, I pay taxes, pay my own health insurance, pay m ...
Windows
Wednesday, March 01, 2017
Malky leaned into my father, “Should I call Hatzolah?” she asked as a formality, just to confirm that everything was ok ...
Fiction
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
“I don’t want to forgive her I don’t want to forget. I want to wallow in bitterness toward her.”
Personal Accounts
Thursday, October 13, 2016
In my room, I let myself be. There was no right, or wrong, no socially acceptable PC answers. There was no judgment, ...
Personal Accounts
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
It’s a good thing it was my mother who introduced me to Harry Potter because she had no one but herself to blame for my obsession
Akeida Moments
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Sometimes I’d believe I could slip into it, if I could just find the portal to enter. A place that would accept me, quirks and all.