So, I didn't tell ya'll about the conversation I had with The Neurologist the other day when I took Sophie to a routine appointm...

Sophie on West End, NYC, 1997 As a writer, I squirm with words. Sophie woke up. Her father made her breakfast. She wouldn't close h...

There are days like today when the waiting seems more than ridiculous. The waiting seems not only interminable but insane. We waited for...

BOOKS & BAKES A Literary and Food Salon Friday, March 20, 2015 The Debt to Pleasure By John Lanchester Are you a lov...

procured via the internets by using Google and keywords vintage, female brain When I begin to wonder what would happen to Sophie...

with art, with the wrestling between darkness and light and then the holding of both. You can do both, you know -- one in each hand. So man...

He lay under a cheap, red quilt, his face turned away. The other one lay with his feet on his pillow, his face turned toward her and up....

Question:  How would you feel if your unvaccinated child gave another child the measles? Question: How would you feel if  v...

The Almighty Anthem Blue Cross has evidently been hacked, perhaps by the Chinese, and more than 80 million subscribers' personal inf...

Oliver and I drove down to Redondo Beach this afternoon where he got in the water with a small group of people and some paddleboards to ...

At the urging of The Brothers, I downloaded Trivia Crack on my phone and proceeded to get -- yes -- addicted to it. During a rousing gam...

I've started throwing the IChing these days almost daily when I'm stumped by someone or something. I'm not Nancy Reagan, who...

The last few days, if not weeks, have taken me off track.  Getting off track means going back and forth on Facebook or through email a...