In just a couple of months, it will be the one-year birthday of Still Life Las Vegas, and what better way to celebrate that milestone (a little prematurely) than by a trip to New York City to see friends & family and attend the Lammy Awards? New York obliged resplendently, gracing us with warm but breezy weather […]
The year of the Monkey has come scampering in. Good-bye, placid Sheep! A Monkey Year is supposed to be full of energy, innovation, and opportunity. It also involves a certain amount of chaos (hello, election year) and favors the nimble and the enterprising…
When Frank found out last year that I was about to start my book tour, he said, “Your biggest fear is the part I love the most! You’ll hate it!” But I think he might have been wrong. I didn’t hate it. In fact, my biggest fear is that I liked it. I liked it too much.
2016 hobbles in. Or, more accurately, I hobble in to 2016. Late last night, walking the dog after midnight, I started scrolling on my phone in the dark to see how people were celebrating the new year on Facebook, and twisted my ankle on a rut in the road. It was an apt admonishment to begin the year: be mindful. Be aware. Or you might make a misstep.
Oh, but it’s been a long long time since I’ve written— I’d like to say it’s because I’ve been on a whirlwind tour promoting my book, but really it’s just been Life: a new writing class at Los Angeles Writer’s Workshop, the Olympic marathon that is Thanksgiving, high school applications and tours, the annual clusterfuck of holiday events and shopping and year-end minutiae. However, there have been a few work-related events to savor in the dwindling glow of 2015
A flurry of October events that has left me a bit discombobulated but ever so satisfied… The month began with a return to the hometown of my adulthood—Chicago. I’d imagined a homecoming similar to Bette Midler’s in “The Rose”—I would get up to do a reading, start singing “Let Me Call You Sweetheart” and collapse (cue plaintive piano […]
All right, let’s take a brief intermission from all this book talk, all right? Time to get my head out of my arse (more on that in the next post) and see what else is new and exciting in the world: Games and Baking Shows! Imagine reading the entirety of Moby Dick, one phrase at a time, and […]
The agent picked up his phone? “Yes?” he said. “It’s me,” said the editor. “Did you get it?” “Oh, yes,” he sighed, pulling up the email on his laptop. “Right on time.” “You could really set your watch to it,” said the editor. She realized how close to anachronistic the phrase was—who set watches anymore?— but, […]
The publish date crept in quietly, with little fanfare but great anticipation. It had the hope of Christmas Eve mixed with the nervousness of the first day of school. I lay awake in my bed at 4:20 AM, imagining owls swooping across the dusky pre-dawn sky, brown-paper-wrapped parcels clutched in their talons, as they deposited my book on doorsteps across the land…