by Jerri Dell | Feb 22, 2023 | Books, Family, Friends, Poetry, Uncategorized
A year ago, I posted a short piece “The Ghost of Edna St. Vincent Millay” in honor of Millay’s 130th birthday. In it I described the extraordinary influence she and her poetry had on my young self. What I didn’t mention was the influence she has continued... 
by Jerri Dell | Feb 22, 2022 | Books, Family, Poetry
One hundred and thirty years ago today Edna St. Vincent Millay – a remarkable, sometimes scandalous, and always brilliant poet, was born in Rockland, Maine. Twenty-five years later she moved to Greenwich Village, where she and my grandfather Floyd Dell – a... 
by Jerri Dell | Dec 10, 2021 | About Writing, Books, Friends, Memoir, Travel
For some time now, I’ve tried to write an “Ode to Main Street Books”. Alas, I’m not a poet and writing an ode is quite beyond me. So, I’ll post this blog instead! It’s hard to exaggerate how happy it makes me to walk into the bookstore on Main Street in Frostburg and... 
by Jerri Dell | Nov 22, 2021 | About Writing, Books, Friends, Memoir, The World Bank, Travel
As of today, my book stops being mine alone. Now it is out in the world for anyone to see. I find this just slightly amazing. Saly Portudal, Senegal, 1991 The only thing that could match my delight in learning of my book’s release was being able to celebrate the... 
by Jerri Dell | Nov 2, 2021 | About Writing, Books, Memoir, The World Bank
You’ve been alone so long with your book – a memoir about thirty years of your life. Your obsessive and solitary pursuit. At last you call it done. You hand it to your publisher to take it from there. You worry whether your story is engaging enough,... 
by Jerri Dell | Oct 10, 2021 | Art, Books, Family, Memoir
A week before I returned to our house in Portugal, USPS brought me the box I’d been eagerly awaiting for weeks. Not a large box, but big enough to hold several Advance Reading Copies of my book– Expecting the World –a memoir of the thirty years I worked...
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