I am not part of the walk-and-text culture. I’m barely part of the text culture. But as a writer, who lives alone, my laptop has become one of my best friends. . . . → Read More: Connecting With Friends
Oh dear, I’m afraid I was terribly insensitive in my previous blog post, Worry Orgasm, which was about how worried I became when a train I was scheduled to take became delayed due to someone jumping in front of it at a previous stop. A friend, generally a supportive fan, wrote to say that she . . . → Read More: “WORRY ORGASM” REGRETS
This may sound cockeyed but–without a religious streak strong enough to be sure prayers get answered–I feel doomed to a lifetime of worry. Yet I spring to action each evening when the stars show up.
I realize, of course, that if I tell you my nightly wish on a star, it might not come true. . . . → Read More: STAR LIGHT STAR BRIGHT
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