Welcome, Twitterfolk, to My Urban Kvetch.
I'm Esther Kustanowitz, writer, blogger, editor and consultant. And yes, some of those things do overlap.
My Urban Kvetch is my main blog, with content running the gamut from Jewish life to pop culture to life in New York (which I left in September) and Los Angeles (where I arrived in mid-October), with regular visits to Israel, and generally sharing with readers the things I experience along the way.
Want more dating and relationship stories? Try JDatersAnonymous, my other blog which deals exclusively with dating-related content.
I blog pretty regularly at Beliefnet's Idol Chatter, which examines stories of a pop culture and spirituality nature.
One of the main projects I'm involved in is the ROI Summit and Community: I stay in touch with this growing international cohort of twentysomething and thirtysomething Jewish leaders through email and via the website.
I also periodically check in with my old blogmates at Jewlicious, and have been known to accidently found a blog or two on lunch breaks...it's that easy!!
Professional information, clips and professional backstory often available on EstherK.com.
I was recently named #10 on the JTA's list of 50 most influential Jewish Twitterers. No, really! You can even see for yourself here.
I'm a published author, and just might be again one day in the next few years.
I used to write a column for the Jewish Week about Jewish single life, but now spend most of my time writing about Jewish creativity, innovation and community, with a solid side of pop culture and entertainment stuff.
Space on both of my blogs is available for advertising. Contact me at MyUrbanKvetch or JDatersAnonymous at gmail dot com for details.
Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, all that stuff. I'm connected. And I give other people lessons in how they can connect to audiences via social media. All inquiries welcome: firstname.lastname@example.org.
To sum up...welcome...please visit often, leave comments, send me emails. This tree likes to know that there are other people in the forest, there to hear her if she begins to fall. Or some other meaningful metaphor.