A Slam Dunk
I’ve been wanting to go to a Story Slam for a while – ever since I met a guy on the train on the way from New York City to Connecticut. ...
Big Wheels Keep On Turnin'
A few months ago, I met a guy on Black People Meet – which, in my case is kind of a misnomer, but I couldn't find a dating site which...
The Mystery of Storytelling
Lately, I have been addicted to crime TV shows – Dateline, 48 Hours, and On the Case with Paula Zahn. There’s something infinitely...
The Nerdy and the Dirty (A Review of B.T. Gottfred’s Book)
I found it thrilling to read a book in which the girl was the oversexed pervert and the boy was completely uninitiated in the ways of the...
Update
I know I haven’t posted in a while, and so much has happened in the four months since my last blog entry that I don’t even know where to...
Adult-Child
Is it emotionally stunted of me not to want to do anything I don’t want to do? A part of me thinks that I am basically one step above a...
The Girl With the Lower Abdominal Tattoo
I started listening to Amy Schumer’s The Girl With the Lower Back Tattoo recently and, when she described herself as an introvert, I was...
Political Pun or Ditz?
When it comes to politics, I am basically an idiot. Or, perhaps, it is kinder to say I’m uninformed. But that’s much too self-forgiving...
My New Literary Idol
I have author-envy. Yup. Like penis-envy for creative types. Omg, Laurie Halse Anderson is a genius. I just got done “reading” (by...
Looking Back
I’ve begun working on a memoir. I say begun, but I already have much too much to include – pages of stories about my life, research,...
