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…
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…
When I’m not busy stressing about boys, sequined booty shorts, photo shoots and whether or not my students will ever learn that they cannot wear socks…
I’m on the third floor of Barnes and Noble leafing through a novel by Simone de Beauvoir when PSM#3 finally deigns to grace me with his…
As far as I’m concerned, there are four and only four times when it is fun to be sick: 1) when you’re a student and being…
This is what I thought the average writer did with her day: Wake up at 7:30 (enveloped in Egyptian cotton sheets—the kind that actually match your…
It’s Sunday morning and I find myself, quite inexplicably, halfway through July. Common wisdom would suggest it’s not just me: that everyone is finding themselves halfway…