The week my editor first contacted me about writing a book was the same week Donald Trump announced he was running for president. It was June, 2015. I had a friend whose father died…
A Post Every Day Until I'm Fifty Bent: the Book Life
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This is a running list of babble I’ve written that sounded super clever at the time, but I’ve since figured out it’s either a) not, b) completely irrelevant or c) according to my editor,…
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I have become a recluse. Mauro has to do everything. He does the laundry, makes dinners, feeds the dog, walks the dog. Sometimes I eat. I went to yoga on 4th of July morning,…
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Once I had about 10 cents to my name. At least twice every hour, I think about Shamus McDog, who lived for nine years. For the past three days in a row, I wrote…
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I bet you’ve been there. I’ve been there. Many times. And I still didn’t guess. I’d give you a hint, but there’s nothing I could say that wouldn’t give it away. Click here to find…
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Excuse me, but WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE PERSON WHO WROTE THIS. Why do the people have to be a family? Why can’t it just be four unrelated people? Am I going…
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I never thought I’d say this, but I think OJ may not be the killer. I spent like an hour last night reading about the book OJ is Innocent and I Can Prove It.…
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I was writing something just now about names you might find in a fable, like Jane or Henry, then I realized: I have no idea what fables I got those names from. So I…
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My friend Solana and I watched Pretty in Pink. And we broke it down for ourselves. In pink. Andie dresses like a Golden Girl and it’s not that pretty in pink. Duckie is Andie’s…
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Why am I so shocked by this? The weirdest part: the gold ballet slipper caressing the face part.…