By Miriam Weiser

It worries me how future generations will read the history of what is happening right now in America and the world. With so many outright lies and misinformation spewing forth from every corner and niche, with the exceedingly mounting anger and fury and passion from all sides…

On writing when there’s nothing to write

It’s Sunday morning and I’m getting ready to write and my mind, as well as my page, is blank. Yesterday was Shabbos, a day where no workday activity is done, and the one day of the week where the ideas come fast and furious. It is the day I have…

By Miriam Weiser

I was forty-one years old, about to marry off my oldest child and expecting my youngest. At this age, pregnancy didn’t come easy. It was my seventh pregnancy, and my body felt too old to be carrying again. My bones were achy all the time. I had…

ANNIE, by Miriam Weiser

I was a homeless girl, barely fifteen years old. I had been roaming the streets for who-knows-how long, eating out of better people’s garbage and sleeping wherever I could find space for my 5'1" body. I didn’t know for sure that I was 5'1", but according…

Front image of the book, Look At Me Now

I am willing to bet that almost everyone you will encounter will have something negative to say about their childhood and upbringing. It is nearly impossible to find a single adult who doesn’t want to give their own children a better childhood than they themselves had.

Some of us, though…

By Miriam Weiser

That day wasn’t the first time in her life that Dina entered the hospital, but it was with a different feeling. She had left the night before in a fog. It had been a fitful night, full of nightmares. Now, she was so confused that she stood…

By Miriam Weiser

I’m sitting on a hard folding chair that is threatening to crack under my heavy weight and I’m watching the children run and play. I see their arms flailing and their legs flying. They don’t think twice or look down to watch their step. They don’t take…

By Miriam Weiser

“You’re not as good a liar as you think you are.”

I turned away as she said that. My best friend knew me better than I thought. “You don’t need to hide your true thoughts,” she continued. “It’s been a difficult few month.”

“I’ve been luckier than most,” I answered.

“That has nothing to do with you. You…

Who am I to say what’s right to believe in?

As Dennis Prager said the other day on his show; Science or God: do you have to pick one? We’ve all heard it; I don’t believe in God; I believe in science. That’s fine, but how do you get good and evil from science? Science tells you facts. But science…

Miriam Weiser

I am a full time Wife and Mom. I am a part time writer. Published three books to date and would love to write Your story.

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