Omnipotence Has Its Privileges
He couldn’t take it. He wanted to gouge his eye out. He needed to. He imagined wedging the splintery end of the Starbucks wooden stir stick right underneath his eyeball and jiggling it until it… Continue reading
The Plant Flowers on Dead Relatives’ Graves Tour, 2020
Back in January, I planned all my trips for the year – some great ones that I was really looking forward to, but none more important than the one I began calling the… Continue reading
Everyday Granite
A few years ago, I moved to Paris to write a book about life after my mom’s death. (And do other things, too—like live in freakin’ Paris.) The focus of the book changed… Continue reading
We’re All Paris, One Wine Cork at a Time
It was Saturday morning, the day I took these pictures. Just like today, and yet not anything like today. My friend and I had stayed out all night in Paris, something we vowed… Continue reading
The Best Gift You’ll Ever Give: A New Memory
{About a 2-minute read} I walked through her house and grabbed everything I could fit in my arms. They were just things. Glasses. Scarves. Coffee cups. Pens. But they were her things. The… Continue reading
You Are Who You Meet: Why Your Daily Five Can Make or Break You
{About a 4-minute read} Two years ago, if you’d asked me who I spent the most time with, my answer would’ve sounded ridiculous. Because the truth was, I spent most of my time… Continue reading
How to Do Something You Know Is Completely Stupid but 100% Right for You
{About a 3-minute read} I have big, amazing news, everyone: I’m expecting. Before you start having visions of me injecting my single-not-dating-a-soul ass with drugs that make me fertile, let me stop you.… Continue reading
Nobody Panic, I’m Just Slowly Going Blind Over Here
{About a 2-minute read} I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but there’s a war going on right here in the good old US of A. It’s the battle between Growing Old Gracefully and… Continue reading
How to (Attempt to) Break a 2-Year Writer’s Block: Make a Few Stupid Lists
{About a 2-minute read} Blogosphere, I hardly recognize you. So much has happened since we last hung out regularly: The Boston Marathon bombing. A royal baby. James Gandolfini, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Robin Williams,… Continue reading
Some Days Require More Carpe Than Others
Thanks to my friend Gretchen for sharing this – I totally need it today, though if I’d actually made this graphic I probably would’ve used a stronger curse word than “hell,” but I’m… Continue reading