After some careful thought and a delicious dessert  post my grueling yoga class (okay, many desserts) at the new organic bakery, Babycakes, on the LES, made me think of my love for this healthy, inspired lifestyle. And, yes, after reading OPRAH (this month’s issue) and being inspired by my friend Alex Beauchamp’s Girls Guide […]

my informal fawning…

Although I am frolicking through Cheever-land (yes, I will finish that enormous tome), I do have to remark that it was blissful and refreshing, as always, to read an Aimee Bender story, and to be gifted with an entire collection of her masterful prose. Part Paley, part Barthelme, Bender’s latest effort, Willful Creatures […]

I was on the phone with my ex-boss today and he sounded incredibly stressed. He was in the car, between offices, bluetooth, et all, and he was regaling all the usual last minute disasters, snafus with our - eh-hem, their corporate office and outside parties who practice the art of fucking up like it’s their […]

the livingroom window from which you can see the pear trees, the comfy couch big enough to cradle you in it, the stash of rice pudding in the fridge, the cashmere coat hanging in the hall closet, the seashell frame that houses a photo of you and your best friend (you’re no longer angry that […]

And many authors simply don’t understand what actually happens after their book is sold. “I think a lot of authors are surprised by how long the editing and production process usually takes and by how many people come on board in the publication of the book,” says Muchnick. “Up until the book is acquired by […]

I’ve learned over the past few years that one is never complete. And I say this not to carry a negative connotation, but to impart a bit of reality. When my book was acquired, people applauded, they sent lovely emails with subject lines that read: Congrats! WOO HOO! and my personal favorite, you rock star! […]

and I want to say that it was because of the blissed-out complimentary facial I received today at the fabulous Oasis Spa for a travel article that I’m penning, or the fact that I had the BEST damn panini at Bread, or the lux Barneys NY cashmere winter coat I got ON SALE […]

from daily om:
What we do for a living can be intimately intertwined with who we are. Often, people expect to grow and thrive in one career over a period of decades. For others, however, that expectation is unrealistic. As they themselves change, they become dissatisfied with the profession that once brought them joy. This is […]

because the book, save a chapter or so, is done. In the past two weeks, squirreled away in Connecticut, I wrote fifty new pages and finished revisions on five chapters. It’s wondrous to see something that was once a ten-page story take proper shape and form. My final week away brings the closing chapter […]

procrastinating before i return to finish my latest chapter (grand total thus far: 43 pages, 3 chapters, revision of one essay for an anthology forthcoming from Doubleday, two books read: Salter’s Last Night, Nabokov’s Despair & currently mid-way through Walker Percy’s The Moviegoer, many organic dinners, and loads of necessary rest and slices of blueberry […]

This past week marks a significant first. i’ve reconcilled with my former best friend after four years of not speaking. This year, we will have known one another for over eleven years and I was nervous, well, no, terrified to see her. but it would be easy, I told myself. We would have lunch, a […]

While at my friend’s home in Connecticut, I spent the evenings quiet, taking in my dear friend’s impressive DVD collection. She had all my favorites, the David Lynch, the Cassavettes, among others, but what really piques my curiosity was a Warhol-esque DVD jacket, a slicked femme fetale with blond hair - Nico, aka Christa Päffgen, […]

As I’m back in New York weekends only for the month of August, I spend those two precious days running oh-so-fun errands (dry cleaning, laundry, oh my!) squeezing in quality time with the people I heart, and taking care of the mountain that is my mail. Growing up, I loved mail. In my sweltering Boro […]