Setting into a coast; a life
An old friend from LA emailed and when I wrote her back, I told her I loved her photos of her city — burnt and hot-looking on her Instagram account, offering a glimpse of a place I’ve never visited but … Continue reading
An old friend from LA emailed and when I wrote her back, I told her I loved her photos of her city — burnt and hot-looking on her Instagram account, offering a glimpse of a place I’ve never visited but … Continue reading
Years ago (five, maybe? Who can remember?) I took a day-long writing workshop from MediaBistro. I was toiling with my first YA (now one of those books-in-a-drawer everyone talks about) and just needed some focus, and the class was helpful. … Continue reading
A few weeks ago my friend Joe, for whom I was wearing my favorite Tori Amos concert tee back when we first met when I was a mere 18, asked me to contribute an article about my relationship with feminism … Continue reading
Two or three years ago for Christmas, I asked for a particular kind of pencil. I was writing my first manuscript at the time, and my friend, a writer herself, had gone crazy for this pencil and told everyone she … Continue reading
This summer I vacationed on Pearl Street in Beach Haven, my hometown, my heart. I have lately taken to wearing my deceased grandmother’s ring; it’s shiny and antique and makes me think of her, which is a strange, new feeling. … Continue reading
I read a quote* the other day about how, if you leave someone or a group of people feeling anything less than stellar about yourself, or the world, or the future, or the past, you’re spending time with the wrong … Continue reading
This is a week between vacations, so I’m back at work but prepping to leave again — this weird push/pull between settling back in and jetting off. (Tough life, right? Two vacations within three weeks? Also, my diamond shoes are … Continue reading
I tend to shy away from making vast statements that involve the word “everyone,” because there are always many exceptions to those rules. But in this case, I think I can safely say: everyone who fancies themselves a writer should … Continue reading
My love for General Hospital is not really a secret, but it’s also not something I bring up in everyday conversation. That’s partly because, let’s face it, it’s kind of a guilty pleasure. There’s a reason I watch soaps (ABC … Continue reading
One week from today I will be in Myrtle Beach, getting ready to run my first marathon. Or, you know, “run” my first marathon. Running is funny, and oddly tied into writing. Of course, there are books like What I … Continue reading