Softball, Voluntarily this Time
I hated softball as a kid. Hated it. But my mom is a big Title IX fan and my dad wanted me to play so I…
Five Years, One Night, Four Pairs of Heels
Presumably my father was being facetious when he suggested that I try on “every outfit” in my closet before heading down to Baltimore for my very…
A Quick Update While Date #7 is in the Shower…
Date #7 is in the shower, which means I have a few moments to myself for the first time since… well, since I arrived in Pittsburgh…
A Good Deed Equals GREAT Cleavage
I have issues with Victoria’s Secret. Seriously. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve attempted to purchase myself a decent bra only to stumble out…
Queen of the Buffet
I discovered three interesting things about myself and life in general yesterday. It was Day #1 of the Philadelphia’s Writer Conference and as such, I found…
A Very Sad Day for Me and Prince William
I’d like to respectfully request a moment of silence this morning. Why? Well obviously I’m in mourning. It’s 4:00am here in the US. I’m still in…
The Ladies that Lunch
Yesterday I drove to Baltimore to spend the day at Goucher College, my alma mater. The official reason for my visit was a luncheon at the…
Biological Warfare
Last night, I ate an entire serving of Spanish rice from its microwavable envelope, in bed, whilst wearing pjs at the wild and crazy hour of…
These Kiss and Tell Tendencies
It was bound to happen sooner or later. I’m feeling a bit like Scarlett O’Hara today and no, not because I’m flouncing around in an awesome…
Date #5
Rare indeed is the day when I return from a morning at the coffee shop and think, “You know what? This afternoon, I’d like to iron.” …
How to Not Screw Up in Life…
Here are the things you should not do when querying a literary agent. You should not say your manuscript is finished if it is not. You…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 