Summer Pierre is my home skillet, my home slice, my home fry. She’s the kind of gal who will coo at your kitty and tell you straight that your low fat chocolate chip pumpkin loaf is not as delectable as the fat bastard original. In fact, it’s downright inferior but damn does she love […]

While I was howling into my fair-trade coffee, lamenting how the world is a rotten place - enter Lauren and Emira: two bright lights who drove all the way from Canada (you heard me right), CANADA, to hear me read in Seattle. I’ve been a shameless fan of Emira & Lauren for quite some […]

The very affable Jaime Clarke asked me to participate in a roundtable discussion about terrible jobs. I’m pretty honored to be surrounded by the likes of Brock Clarke (please don’t get me rambling on how much I swooned over his novel), Elizabeth Gaffney, and Jen Trynin.
JC: What was the worst job you ever […]

This weekend was all about spring cleaning. It was all about parting with the things you don’t need and savoring the things you do. This was about being ruthless (you will never wear those snakeskin shoes no matter how many times you prance about the house in those skinny jeans!), being imaginative (moving furniture […]

The amazing folks at Gather were kind enough to shoot two videos from a recent appearance I made in Cambridge at the Harvard University bookstore. Click here to hear my response to the libel question, and click here to hear me read a passage from my memoir, The Sky Isn’t Visible from Here. And […]

I will say this as plainly as possible: it’s good to have friends. It’s good to have them on the phone when there’s an unlimited calling plan, seated across from you in a cupcake shoppe when all you want to do is wallow in frosting, sitting alongside you when you’re on the edge of […]

The kind folks over at Shelf Awareness asked me to participate in their Book Brahmins series this past Friday, and I answered a handful of great questions about the books that send my heart aflutter. What books make you swoon? Tell me and you can score some free books! Simply answer any of the […]

When I first eyed these snaps of a sobbing Blair (in the rain! of course!), I said to myself: when oh when is the most important show in America returning? When will I have my Monday night fix of frivolous fashion and backstabbing bitches? Will Blair ever recover from the social suicide of sleeping […]

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This is how I’ve been feeling lately. Gutted, demolished from the inside out, a young body telling old stories. A voice delivering lines from old movies. For the past few months I’ve been living […]

Oh, did I shiver when I first saw that black sectional - the camera panned the room and settled on all that dark in a home so eerily medicinal, seemingly perfect - and even when the gruesome collection of fabric, wire and wood was carted away and replaced with a more serene teal, one […]

Yep, that’s me, reading at the Harvard (Harvard!!) Bookstore this past Monday. I must confess that I was a smitten kitten when my cab first pulled into Cambridge and I saw the grand campus. It envelopes you. And I suddenly felt nostalgic, wanting a “do-over,” wanting to be that kid with a backpack, […]

Many colleagues and friends have asked what my thoughts are on the lying sociopath who felt it necessary to craft a novel and call it a memoir. I want to thank Margaret Jones, Margaret Seltzer, or whatever your name is today for paving the way for me to answer insipid questions such as: What do […]

I adored Gnarls Barkley’s 2005 debut, St. Elsewhere because the album was less of feat of great lyricism than an imaginative tapestry of jazz, funk, hip hop, odd beats and syncopated rhythms. It was music reminiscent of the 1970s, songs I heard on stoops, on boomboxes, but it was also the manic arrangements and […]