My Letter to Fear
Based on interviews with women, these essays about life (and all of its funny, sad and ridiculous aspects) were published in 2014.
Day of Discovery: 1
I’m off wandering the moors (What? There’s a castle, surely there are moors not far from here), but I have not forgotten you. Each wandering day, I hope to bring you at least one nugget of discovery. Today I discovered… When you eat alone in a fine dining establishment filled with couples on romantic holiday,
Now That’s a Statement for a Monday
I was wandering up a winding street when I happened upon this message by the side of the road. It appeared to be painted (or written) on a board that was propped up against someone’s stone wall. Whether it expresses the sentiments of the person living there, or it was left by an artist with
Fickle Career Thoughts
I headed up to the Getty on Friday night to take in the Herb Ritts exhibition and a sunset. I’m happy to say that this time around both things were actually achieved! Obviously, the photographs were amazing. This I anticipated. What I didn’t anticipate is my newly found desire to become a photographer. And I
The Fun Things
So I’m sitting at the Jeep dealer waiting for my car, and I’m trying to look on the bright side of life. Yes, I could do without this maintenance expense, but the vehicle is more than 15 years old, and it hasn’t been troublesome. In fact, it has been pretty wonderful, so I will not
So I Ended Up There Instead
Wednesday was a mess of best made plans going awry. I tried to head to the Getty under the impression that the summer hours had it open until 9pm every day. Not so! That’s only the case on Friday and Saturday nights– so be warned if you try showing up at 5:30 on a Wednesday.
Be Anything, Do Anything
I was visiting my friend L yesterday and finally (because I’m such a slacker) met her new baby (who is adorable beyond words). I kept looking at this perfect little person and thinking about the amazing world of possibilities that are ahead of her. She can be anything, do anything and pursue any avenue she
Emotional Debris
I was aimlessly drifting through Twitter a while ago (as I do when I’m procrastinating), and I ran across a post about someone who was moving. He was happy to report that he had far fewer boxes of “emotional debris” than he has had in the past. William (@WilliamVintage—if you don’t follow him, you should)
The Day After
I feel like not one of us was really prepared to go back to work today. I may be making big assumptions. You may have been ready and eager to hit the ground running. I was mostly ready to hit the ground and made plans to go to happy hour because I wasn’t finished expressing
Happy 4th!
For those celebrating July 4th, I hope you have a terrific and safe holiday! I have plans to hide in a dark corner and write. Clearly, the party never ends for me. For those of you still looking for entertainment, I give you this:
Well, That Puts Things Into Perspective
Because I like to mentally torment myself whenever possible, I was inspired to create a list of things that did not exist the last time I had a legitimate first date. By first date, I mean an actual “Gee, you’re kinda pretty, would you like to go out with me and form a meaningful lifetime