my first collage back, courtesy of miss. alice ayers! What a fab job!!!!

yesterday i loathed anyone with clear nasal passages. i was weak, irritable, and editing my book while lying on the coach, moaning into mountains of Puffs Plus with Aloe. i went out for a four mile walk and felt cold, i was shivering the whole time. yesterday if you wore a tank top, i […]

APRIL 19, 2006: I’ll be reading at the fabulous In The Flesh Reading Series at Happy Ending, 8pm. Hosted by the unstoppable and dashing, Rachel Kramer Bussel. This night will be saucy, indeed. I’m reading with folks who are not only sexy, they’ve got writing chops. I’ll be reading an essay about my obsession […]

i woke feeling strange this morning. after hacking up half my lungs and watching my cat flee off my bed and into the closet, i realized what this feeling was: A GODDAMN COLD. I haven’t been sick in a year and half, so I initially chalked up my throat and runny nose to inhaling Sophie’s […]

people, i beg you. please help me get rid of the piles of books in my livingroom. on the way to an interview today, i slid on a hardcover, went flying and was moments away to causing sophie’s inevitable crushing death. it was nice though, when i fell, how she came over and licked my […]

my friends are out-of-control amazing….
all around hottie pants, miss beauchamp’s genius venture, girls guide to city life is featured, like, EVERYWHERE. check out this smart interview with my sweet, charming, cool friend.
at this point, if you haven’t purchased janice erlbaum’s girlbomb, something is tragically wrong with you. i am bitter that my review of a […]

i have probably the worst hosting service known to man. they don’t respond to my emails, they’re curt, and the list goes on. i’m desperate to move to my fabulous new host (Media Temple, which already hosts Small Spiral Notebook), however, I don’t know how to move all my Word Press dbase files (all the […]

my cat has become the living version of HOTEL CALIFORNIA. She knows there is a countdown. That I’m leaving to edit around 9. She is currently on my windowsill, the morning birds are a helpful diversion. after line-editing a total of four chapters, i’ve started to become horrified about what i don’t know about grammar […]

i’ve become one of those rotten whores who edits their book in fucking Park Slope. (I am ON BREAK right now.) Please understand how I used to ridicule these tea-sipping, scone eating bastards until I found a blueberry one lodged in my mouth. Did I mention the blueberry tea by any chance?
I […]

over the past few weeks, i’ve been receiving rave reviews of the latest issue of small.spiral.notebook - i’ve discovered a poetry convert, i’ve been applauded for having more of an international focus, and countless folks have read the issue from cover to cover, beaming. this is the finest issue i’ve published in five years.
naturally, […]

is the title of the memoir. queue chariots of fire theme song, pls.
anyway, after a smashing evening with the girls last night, i came home to a fedex package - my edited book. last week, my editor and i had reviewed the book, page by page, talking story, talking problematic language, talking restructuring, gutting and […]

for the next few days, i’m afraid. i fell asleep in front of the television at 9 last night. NINE PM, folks. this should give you an understanding of how my week is going. looking forward to dishing with the girls tonight over velvet cupcakes and argentinean wine, and then book revisions over these […]

not only is janice erlbaum a cool gal, she’s a great writer. witty, acerbic, and honest, i’m a few chapters into her memoir, and i’m smitten. i can certainly relate to an unstable mother, a world where you’re white and the minority and getting beaten up for it, and the romance of 80s new […]