Married People Stories
According to my dad, there’s some comedian who does a bit about “married people stories.” They’re not funny. They’re boring as hell, actually. They entail things…
Writing Wednesday: The Pancake Accountability Club
One of the things I struggle with the most as a writer is accountability. Sure, I have goals, and I try to be organized about them,…
Writing Wednesday: How to Date a Blogger
If you write a blog about dating, should you tell the man you’re dating? I get this question a lot actually (especially after last Monday’s post),…
Writing Wednesday: The Non-Social Butterfly
It’s time for a little confession. I know my blog makes it seem like I lead a very glamorous life but the truth is, I’m not…
Writing Wednesday: How to Ask for Help
Here is how it goes down. This time is was not Jeffrey Euginides but rather Liane Moriarty, an Australian NY Times-bestselling author and in this particular…
Writing Wednesday: Middlesex after Midnight
I did not mean to suggest in Monday’s post the Middlesex is melodramatic. It is, but not in a bad way. It is a book that…
Writing Wednesday: To Blog Anonymously or Under Your Real Name?
Last week, I received an email from one of my “longtime readers.” I know this not because I have some sort of sophisticated tracking device set…
It’s Passport Time
Several years ago, back when I was taking my work as a writer a bit more seriously, I went to a conference for travel bloggers in…
The Indoor Picnic (And Why I’ve Stopped Hating My Life)
The day after I close on my house, I invite some of my closest girlfriends over for an indoor picnic. (From a marketing standpoint, “indoor picnic”…
The End, The Beginning
It’s midnight or so, just after last week’s fireworks, and I’m on the roof deck with my brother, The European and my friend Casey, who I…
The Girl Who Couldn’t Finish
So remember how I started writing a novel a while back? Well, I have a problem. And, as I’m probably the first and only writer in…
Lucky #14
I was in the car with TWD when I got the call. It wasn’t a call actually—it was an email—but “call” sounds way more dramatic, don’t…
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