Susan O'Doherty

Susan O'Doherty, Ph.D. (http://www.susanodohertyauthor.com/) is a writer and clinical psychologist who specializes in the creative process. Her stories and essays have appeared in numerous journals and anthologies, including Mama, Ph.D. She is the author of Getting Unstuck without Coming Unglued: A Woman's Guide to Unblocking Creativity (Seal, 2007). Her popular advice column for writers, "The Doctor is In," appears each Friday on Buzz, Balls & Hype.

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September 18, 2011
I spent the Sunday of Labor Day weekend touring our old campus with my college roommate, Nancy.This wasn’t the purpose of the trip. Nancy lives in southwestern Virginia, and I live in Brooklyn, NY, a long distance for a weekend visit (though we’ve done it). Nancy’s son and daughter-in-law recently moved to our old college town, about halfway between our homes, so we decided to meet there. And once we were there, the desire grew to revisit the origins of our close friendship of nearly 40 years.
September 11, 2011
On the morning of September 11, 2001, I walked Ben to school as usual. On the way, also as usual, we met other kids in his class and their caregivers. Everyone was marveling at the odd, and oddly beautiful, silvery streaks in the sky. I wondered if a blimp had exploded.
August 28, 2011
I was scheduled to be in Maine with my singing buddies this week. We had it planned for months — vocal and dance exercises every morning, rehearsals before lunch, a mid-afternoon dip in the lake, and evening parties and sing-alongs. Heaven for musical theater geeks.But last week our host’s extended family underwent a serious crisis that forced us to postpone the trip.
August 21, 2011
With college in the air, I have been doing more thinking about the home vs. away question. I still think that whatever Ben wants is the best choice (assuming we can afford it, as Father of 4 pointed out in last week’s comments), but one facet of going away to school has particular resonance for me: the experience of developing intimacy through living with someone long-term.
August 14, 2011
Ben will begin his senior year of high school next month. He is thinking about where he will apply to college. His academic advisors and music mentors have recommended schools where they believe he will get the best possible education and professional training, while my friends and family stress the importance of living away from home. "Kids need to experience other cultures, other ways of life," they tell me. "They need to develop independence; to learn to navigate the world without Mommy or Daddy's interference."
August 7, 2011
Last week, the Band of Heathens -- one of our family's all-time favorite bands -- played at a club in Brooklyn, not far from where we live. They are Austin-based and almost never get to New York, so this was a Big Deal for us.I almost never go to non-classical concerts, even if I love the band. I hate loud music, and crowds scare me. I think the last rock concert I attended was around 1974, when Crosby, Stills, Nash and possibly Young played the Nassau Coliseum and some stoner set off a firecracker behind my seat and almost gave me a heart attack.
July 31, 2011
Last week, we celebrated both Ben's seventeenth birthday and that of our cat, Molly. (Molly was a rescue cat who came to us when Ben was two; since the vet estimated that she was about the same age, we assigned her Ben's birthday and celebrate them together.)Molly's annual celebration consists of a catnip toy and an enthusiastic trio rendition of "Happy Birthday," but Ben's have evolved over the years, and each year brings back the highlights for me.
July 24, 2011
Reading both Rosemarie’s and Libby’s columns last week made me think about dining experiences of Ben’s childhood, especially the absolute worst one, which took place during the most wretched “vacation” of my life.Ben was two years old when, for a number of reasons, we decided to travel to California to visit two sets of dear friends, one in San Francisco and one in Sacramento. He had been on a plane trip once before, when he was six months old, but he didn’t remember it.
July 17, 2011
Like many Brooklyn parents, I was shocked and deeply saddened by the recent abduction and murder of Leiby Kletzky, an eight-year-old boy who had just been given permission to walk 7 blocks by himself in a close-knit neighborhood that is considered one of the safest in New York City.
July 10, 2011
I admired Aeron’s courage in raising important, and difficult, questions in her June 29 column. I wanted to respond with equal candor, but it’s difficult when one is not writing anonymously and when there are others involved. I will say this, though:

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