I compartmentalize things, like I never start a new book until I’ve finished the old one (unless it’s absolutely unreadable – I’m looking at you, Tree of Codes). And sometimes I do it in a bad way. Like when I don’t think about vacation until I’ve finished my last day of work before we hit … Continue reading Expert Tips from a Last Minute Packer
I hope some of you caught the hilarious replies to Whitney Reynolds’ tweet, “Describe yourself as a male author would” a few weeks ago. (It’s worth going down the Twitter black hole if you haven’t.) After my daughter told me she didn’t want to get old if it meant having a saggy butt like mine, I … Continue reading Me, as Described by Child (Specifically, Mine) Authors
Apologies are powerful. I don’t mean the sad sack sorries women give when someone bumps into them, or when they ask for something at a restaurant (“Sorry, can I have a menu?”). I once apologized to a shelf for bumping into him/it. We need less of those kinds of apologies. But I’m talking about genuine … Continue reading Apologies
Dear Neighborhood Rocks, Thank you. And sorry. And EEEEEEEEEEEEE! My whole life I’ve loved to sing. I remember belting out Peabo Bryson’s “If Ever You’re In My Arms Again,” and feeling the emotion of every word. This time, I’ll hold you foreverrrrrr! There was a small window of time where I thought I was a … Continue reading Dear Neighborhood Rocks,
You might be wondering why I haven’t blogged in almost three weeks. Guys, I’ve been busy. How many blog posts did you write? (Don’t answer that if you wrote more than one.) Here’s what I’ve been doing: 1. Working. Yup. I have a job now, a real one where I have to be in the … Continue reading Things I’ve Been Doing Instead of Blogging
Guys, I’m really into the Olympics, specifically snowboarding, which is ironic since I’ve snowboarded approximately three times in my life, and during one of those times I got a killer black eye from a punch from the mountain. But seeing alleged human beings fly into the air and rotate their bodies in gravity-defying fashion is … Continue reading Olympic Events I Could Medal In
Dear New Job, I know it’s only been two weeks, so I don’t want to seem forward, but I think I kinda like you. I definitely like the people here – the one that walks to South Station with me in record time, the ones that taught me how to raid the super-secret app developer’s … Continue reading Dear New Job
When’s the last time you had a week totally to yourself? Last Monday, I was supposed to start my new job. But due to a slight snafu on my background check (not drug related, Facebook/real life friends, Mom & Dad), my start date got delayed a week. After momentarily freaking out (Me: “Do you think … Continue reading What I Did On My Winter Vacation
Granted, it was at the end of 2015, but when Buzzfeed asks, I answer. (Just kidding, I don’t care what piece of IKEA furniture I am or how I’d get murdered on Murder, She Wrote – okay, fine, I do – thrown from a drugged horse. Predictable.) The end of the year is a time … Continue reading Questions Buzzfeed Told Me To Ask Myself
Guys, it’s my one year blogiversary! (In lieu of flowers, please send JP Licks’ ice cream cakes with stupid things in icing on them. On second thought, don’t; they might not mail well.) I’ve written 42 (this makes 43) blog posts in a year, 20 letters, 21 lists, and one hybrid. So, just like Project … Continue reading Things I’ve Learned In A Year of Letters & Lists
