Stephen Haff’s writing group, Still Waters in a Storm, is a unique and important phenomenon in the heart of the often-struggling community of Bushwick. A racial rainbow of young people ages 6 to mid-twenties, sit around a long table in a small room above a pizzeria every Saturday afternoon and for three hours compose, recite and provide feedback for each others efforts in a mood of agendaless empathy and reflective creativity. I have never seen anything quite so moving and heartening in all my years as a writing teacher.

Sincerely,

Richard Price