Mr Beller's Neighborhood is looking for non-fiction stories set in New York. A story should be reasonably short, vivid, specific, and true. It can recall a person or a place, or it can recall a experience that moved you. We're interested in the distant past as much as the present. A story should be true to the facts. We don't publish everything we get, but we publish some of it, and we want to hear from you.
by Lisa Smith 04/26/2016
I was a drunk. A 29 year-old out degenerate by night, a hung over school teacher by day, at a prestigious upper west side school, no less. I’d had another all-nighter and wound up on my friend Doug’s veranda in the East Village at six o’clock in the morning with derelicts like myself. Sunk into […]
by Martin Kleinman 04/26/2016
-1- Once upon a time, there existed a New York City economy where a young person fresh out of college could, with a straight face, think in terms of “building a career.” Imagine such optimism. The notion of “career” seems so trite now, forty-plus years on, so immaterial, in this age of downsizing, outsourcing, off-shoring. […]
by Sharon Watts 03/16/2016
Stepping outside the slightly threadbare art deco hotel lobby—which I refused to perceive as anything but Busby Berkeley glamorous—I melded into the midtown throng. While no one looked like Holly Golightly, I was not going to be disappointed on my first day in New York City. Not if I had any say in the matter. […]
- by Lisa Smith 04/26/2016
- augie: I remember if u could climb up to bar…yes u could have vodka. Also a famous tapp dancers son in a micky...
- Amy: I went to camp Camelot in willimington NC the summer of 78 and Whittier California in 79. I loved this place. I...
- Lisa Romeo: Hi Sharon and Carol, Thank you both for your kind words, and for reading! I’m so glad you enjoyed...