From an article published in a professional business journal:

The Psychological Impact of Madoff ‘s Betrayal

The markets are terrible. The country is reeling from the consequences of the sub prime debacle.  Bernard Madoff’s larceny was more bad news.  The apparent suicide of R. Thierry Magon de la Villehuchet, founder of Access International Advisors, made two things plain: First, that financial loss is a psychological loss as well. De la Villehuchet’s suicide was the first (and let us hope, the last) example of the level of anger that accompanies such a devastating loss—suicide is anger turned inward. And secondly, individuals and their families who were betrayed by Madoff’s Ponzi Scheme are going to need help beyond legal and financial advice. (More…)

Excerpt from the nonfiction book,

Women in Family Business: What Keeps You Up at Night?:


The daughter in a family business faces both challenges and opportunities:  She has to deal with the cultural bias towards women’s roles in the work place, learn to communicate effectively with other family members and separate sufficiently from her father to become her own person.  But she also has the flexibility afforded by the family business to create a fulfilling, balanced life as a mother and career woman.


How do I deal with the reality that my brother is the implied successor?  I’m more qualified and perform better than he does; yet it’s assumed he’s going to be in charge.

In patriarchal, “old world” cultures, women are often the workhorses. They are expected to do their jobs well but not to have stock or voting power. The position of authority is handed down to sons, who are expected to take care of the family. In China and Japan, the oldest son is responsible for everyone—not only his own nuclear family, but his parents and siblings as well.

Cultures do not change easily or quickly. The idea of evaluating a woman’s achievement in the workplace is still, relatively speaking, brand new. Consider the feminist movement in American history: Women received the right to vote only 100 years ago, after fighting for it, even going to prison for it. The second wave, what we call the women’s liberation movement, is less than fifty years old. (More...)

College essays:

From a graduate student in the M.B.A. Program at Babson College:

Neither of my parents graduated from college.  However, my father, a very smart man, has always been my role model. Very entrepreneurial, he has always been his own boss. Over the years, he has given me some great business advice: “Customer service doesn’t cost—it pays;” “Never be greedy;” and my personal favorite, “You may out think me, but you’ll never outwork me.”  (More...)

From an undergraduate student at the University of California, Berkeley:

Most days begin with a jolt, pulling me insistently from the serene world of dreams. After the initial daze wears off, I remember where I am. I quickly finish an already open Clif bar next to my bed, hop on my bike and roll out the door. My eyes burn and the sun isn’t even up; it’s five a.m.

I am a bike racer. In order to succeed at that and at my studies, it is necessary to sacrifice something. I choose sleep. (More…)

My Writing:

Excerpt from the memoir,

“Separation Anxiety,” Alligator Juniper, 2008, nominated to be included in The Best of Creative Non-Fiction, Volume 2:


“I don’t want her dragged through that loop any more—hospital, rehab, home,” my brother Billy says. It’s the end of July. We are having breakfast together. “I know mother. She’d rather be dead than lose her dignity.  I think it’s time we hire a hospice nurse.”

I chew my lip. Despite her hatred of hospitals and rehab centers, her back pain, her dementia, her congestive heart failure, my mother has never told me, and she tells me everything, that she wants to die. During a recent visit, she lay on her couch and told me how scared she was of death.  I asked her if she thought she might join my father. She waved her hand swiftly across her face, shooing away the idea.  “I’ve been to too many funerals. Once they put you in the ground, that’s it.”

“I don’t think it’s our choice to make,” I tell Billy.

He shakes his head. “You’re asking too much of her.”

“You would make this decision for her?”

His jaw is resolute. “I have no problem taking responsibility for this.”

How can he let her go? How come I can’t? Am I hoping to be the first woman in history never to lose her mother?

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