No Hard Feelings - A Dancer's Reflections

I thank my lucky stars that I am a so-called dumb dancer, for I can state unequivocally, without presenting an elaborate argument to prove it, that dance is the foundation of all the arts. This little book recounts my experience with dance in Manhattan and Miami Beach, and includes an unfinished novelette I wrote as a student under master teachers long ago, under the guise of "fiction," and therefore more true than not. I must have gone plumb mad in my forties. I was living a luxurious life...