This issue of the New Directions in Psychoanalytic Writing Journal is our second since resuming publication last summer. We only publish work from members and participants in the New Directions Program. Included are early pieces, completed papers, chapters of books in progress, as well as short articles and poetry which demonstrate a particular capacity to say something in a clear and fresh way.
Journal articles with a brief description can be accessed through the Library of Congress using the ISSN numbers, hard copy or online.
With this volume we selected articles from an increasing number of submissions and, I think, an overall better quality of writing in these submissions.
Sheila Resnick begins with another chapter in her book about her relationship with her son, who had multiple medical problems from birth.
In Touch, Margaret Spier describes a case of touch and therapeutic love with a cancer patient.
In Possibility, Betty Kerschner writes about her family’s DNA tide pool.
In Chantilly Cream, Sylvia Fleisher tells a story about what was to be her mother’s last supper.
Cynthia Ezell Blair describes her experiences growing up in a fundamentalist home and community.
In The Perfect Pair, Alitta Kullman writes about the recent war in Lebanon and a perfect pair of black pants.
From the writing prompt “I Never Told My Mother That…” – Michael R. Bieber, Beverly Decker, Nancy Meyer-Lustman, Ruth Neubauer, Lynn Somerstein and Cynthia Young.
In Participating in a Writing Group, I urge members to participate thoughtfully.
In My Living into His Dying, Joy Mills describes her last hours with her husband who had prostate cancer.
Loretta Polish discusses the Risks of Reading.
Bo Lane Holland offers a first and second draft of a response to a piece of art, similar to a Stendal Syndrome.
Susan Flynn writes about her experiences in missing her father.
Doris Frydman describes having a seizure in Train to Black Forest.
In Losing Oma, Gay Parnell describes losing contact with her daughter and grandson.
Betty Ann Kaplan writes about playing with makeup in The Private Life of Girls.
Hemda Arad writes about her father who could not correctly pronounce her name.