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I couldn’t possibly count the number of times my family collectively rolled their eyes while I obsessively tweeted from my Mac, iPad, iPhone… and sometimes all three at once. Tweetaholic? Maybe. Don’t judge me. It works. In less than three … Continue reading
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For those who have followed the journey of our feature adaptation of the Pulitzer Prize-winning book, Slavery by Another Name, you already know the documentary version of the same book is competing at Sundance. Douglas A. Blackmon, the book’s author and … Continue reading
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What is truth? Is it something told or something lived? Think about that question. Really think about the difference. Because there is a difference. You can speak truthfully, but still live a lie. In the schoolyard we heard phrases like, … Continue reading
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I’ve been a therapy-goer for years, up until a session eight months ago, when I had one of those enlightening ah-ha moments. The very last thing I said to my therapist as I left was, “I’m ready to work on … Continue reading
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Every weekday morning, I make the 30-minute drive, taxing my teenagers to school, complete with loud “ghetto music,” frantic last-minute studying for tests, and the random, “Shit, I forgot my backpack!” as we pull into the school’s lot. Sure, I … Continue reading
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“Life is short.” We’ve heard the expression a million times, but how often have you soaked in what those words truly mean? Last week, a fellow writer and friend suddenly passed away. Just gone. One day he was there, the … Continue reading
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A giggle, a smirk, a jealous comment said behind someone’s back. Seems harmless, but what happens when the person you’re gossiping about overhears? Recently I’ve been a victim of such gossip. “Friends” I thought respected and supported me both professionally … Continue reading
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For weeks, my left arm throbbed, pain shooting down, leaving my forearm tingling and fingers numb. I was either going to die from the longest heart attack on record or from lack of sleep. I did what any person in … Continue reading
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In my Panera office, I’m as much a voyeur as a writer – though I’m not sure there’s a difference. I witness everything from chattering blind dates to retired couples slurping their soup-of-the-day, not speaking at all. Occasionally I’ll see … Continue reading
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In the past two years, I can count the number of days I’ve taken off on one hand. One hand. I plow through each day with an overfull pile of work and constant requests for help as if I am … Continue reading
