You’ll share a bar of soap but not a pair of underwear?
Soap is an odd thing. Spend an evening at a friend or relative’s home. Sleep in their guest room or on the couch. Wake up in the morning. Climb out of bed. …
Bronies: Another sign of the impending apocalypse
I like to evaluate absurdity using this standard: If I included the potential absurdity in a manuscript, would my agent or editor scoff at its absurdity and declare it too…
8 “shocking truths” about me
A friend who knows me well created this list. I’m not sure if I would refer to any of these items as shocking, but a few are mildly surprising. I…
Weiner-Dicks agreement
When it comes to Twitter, Jennifer Weiner and I are in agreement on many things, including this: Finally, these are my pet peeves, but if your first tweet every morning…
Before Goodreads, there was Art Garfunkel
My father-in-law has a journal containing a list of all the movies that he’s seen going back years. It includes what he thought of the movie and what he ate…
The pap smear’s biggest problem
In the past, I’ve written about my distrust of flowery, ostentatious names, as well as any name that attempts to make something sound more cosmopolitan or international than it actually…
The Clowns recap
Our reading of The Clowns took place last weekend, and after a week to digest all that happened, I thought I’d offer a few reflections: 1. Having never written a…
What do Hannibal Lecter and I have in common?
It looks like I may have found a wine that I like. A little at least. If so, it means another resolution is knocked off my list. It’s chianti. I’ve…
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