How to Kill Your Boyfriend and Make it Look Like an Accident
Step 1: Get drunk—not super drunk but at least marginally tipsy and make sure you have a good excuse. Mine, for example, was the fact that…
Swimming with Snakes in the Poconos
We’re lounging on the beach in Dingman’s Ferry covertly sipping wine, sangria and various rum concoctions from our water bottles when my friend suddenly announces that…
My Boyfriend The Turtle Whisperer
The Wedding Date is not an animal person, which is why I thought I was dreaming when he pulled over en route to Hooper’s Island to…
The Non-ultimatum Ultimatum
Fear is a powerful motivator. I know this because for the first time in my relationship with The Wedding Date—actually, for the first time in my…
A Chink in the Armor
Today marks the start of the Philadelphia Writer’s Conference. This means—amongst other things—that I will probably find myself in the throes of an existential crisis in…
