Confessions of an Accidental Journalist
It’s Wednesday. At least right now it’s Wednesday; it will probably be Thursday by the time you’re reading this. Nonetheless, Wednesday starts with “w” and writing…
It’s Wednesday. At least right now it’s Wednesday; it will probably be Thursday by the time you’re reading this. Nonetheless, Wednesday starts with “w” and writing…
A new post two days in a row? I know, I know: I rock, even if it’s only at the expense of the magazine article I…
I’m sitting at my desk, snacking on raw almonds and thinking “Hmm, these nuts are rather nice without chocolate, actually” when my phone rings. It’s a…
Houston, we have another problem. It’s goes a little something like this (and before you congratulate me on becoming Date #17’s official girlfriend, I should confess…
Welcome to the new and improved “After I Quit My Day Job.” You’ll notice that I’ve replaced the Philadelphia skyline with a background of delightful lavender…