The day before the worst day of my life I was at Catalina Island, California. Catalina Island is a small island off of Long Beach, California. The only town on it is called Avalon, which is only three square miles in area, inhabiting lots of golf cars and smart cars....
So if Cupid came into your life and shot an arrow into you, causing you to fall hopelessly and completely in love with someone, who would be the other person you would want Cupid to shoot the arrow into? Who would you want to be connected to? Why? How do you know that...
For these past few years I have moved from one culture to another, trying on this way of being and that way of being like a person does hats. The strange thing that has happened is I haven’t found a hat that works. Nor can I go back to the first hat because things...
So for the writers out there I have a question. Is it easier to write about a problem that you are in the middle of because you still feel the intensity of the suffering? Or is it easier for you to write about it once you are out of the intensity? Does being away from...
I have a silly fear. Since all of a sudden I decided to jump back into the marriage game, I am afraid I have lost my legitimacy as a woman author who is writing about the single woman’s plight. Does it help my credibility that I still feel like a single woman? Most of...
