I really, really liked my last relationship. The guy was awesome. We fell for each other instantly and were super compatible. He cooked, he had a huge stuffed dinosaur next to his bed that wore funky sunglasses, and he loved to take pictures of his poop—a total catch! The only problem was that he had… Read more »
My daughter recently checked out a book from the preschool called My Working Mom. It had a cartoon witch on the cover…I’m sure the two men who wrote this book had the absolute best intentions, but this leads to my point. The topic of working moms is a tap-dance recital in a minefield. 〜Tina Fey, author of Bossypants … Read more »
There is a cartoon quality to the relationship between New Yorkers and tourists, a Road Runner and Wylie Coyote tug-of-war that causes steam to pour from locals’ ears and visitors to run screeching over cliffs. It is an exaggerated, farcical, co-dependent relationship, and one that was flamed this week by Travel & Leisure magazine’s annual “America’s Favorite… Read more »
Should I stay or should go? If you say that your are mine I’ll be here until the end of time So you got to let me know Should I stay or should I go? ⁓The Clash Last week I was about to throw in the towel and declare Joanne Woodward the official winner… Read more »
New York may be the best city in which to live, but it’s also the hardest. Sometimes, you have to remind yourself why you moved here—like when it’s 15 degrees and you’re walking to work, or when you step onto a subway car during rush hour and you’re slammed up against a smelly stranger, or… Read more »
It was hard to know how much we were supposed to work. We were freelance writers; we had no office and no boss and no dependable means of support. ⁓Claire Dederer, author of Poser: My Life in Twenty-Three Yoga Poses Before Harry, the freelance lifestyle was pretty great. Ross and I traveled the world—Australia,… Read more »
Over the past few months, running has become a major theme in my life. No, I’m not running away from my problems (I have dealt with the fact that I am going to die alone head on), and I’m not suffering from a case of the runs (although if you are, I hear Imodium works wonders). I’ve been… Read more »
I was not a very good mother. I was always running out to do a movie or something. If I had to do it over, I would either have a career or children. I wouldn’t do both unless I could work in my home. I spent 20 years feeling guilty, which is not a very nice… Read more »
I took a week off from ‘Almost Carrie’ to enjoy the holidays, but don’t think for a second that I stopped contemplating Sex and the City‘s profound effects on society. In fact, Christmas vacation proved a catalyst for a complicated meditation on one of Sex and the City’s most enduring controversies—the ubiquitous presence of SATC stuff…. Read more »
I decided to start writing Big City Siren after a homeless man peed on me…
