Back in April of 2011, I proposed a new job: Professional best man. I defined the position, listed my many qualifications, and offered myself out for hire. Since then, three…
My little girl graduated from preschool last week. I can’t believe it. Don’t even think of criticizing me for calling it a graduation. It was more than a graduation. It…
My wife doesn’t even flinch at the sight of a bloody knee. She quickly and dispassionately tells my daughter that skinned knees are a sign that she had fun. Even…
A photo of my books at The Strand in New York, sent to me by a friend. I especially like how Death of a Unicorn is sandwiched between the soft…
Elysha and I are thrilled to announce that we are taking Speak Up on the road for the first time! The Mount, the former home of famed novelist Edith Wharton,…
Just like the people who take the stairs rather than the elevator in order to get a little exercise, mow your lawn with a lawnmower that lacks self-propulsion. If you’re…
My wife admitted that when my daughter is being disagreeable and refusing to conform, she becomes angry with me. Apparently, she thinks it’s my genetic contribution that causes her nonconformity.
When it comes to clothing, my life is fairly simple. I don’t wear ties. I own two suits that I almost never wear. I own one belt. Though I own…
My clever and beautiful wife diverted requests for the iPad and television into an afternoon in the kitchen with our daughter. The cookies were great, but honestly, the photos alone…
An exercise that I gave my storytelling class last week that I've been doing for two weeks now and loving: At the end of every day, ask yourself: If you…
