If you are reading this, then it is possible that you have read my piece that was published this morning on Brain, Child. A few things have changed since I wrote that piece. For one, I am working… But not just any job. I am a Real Estate Salesperson with Bohemia Realty Group… There is...
Another City Room reject for your enjoyment… I’ll keep trying. They’ll bite one day (I hope). —– Dear Diary: I moved to New York to sit next to strangers in theatres and cafés— To mingle with the many dreamers and doers lured onto this island. In my early years here, I experienced much of that,...
Dressed in Black, they headed to a baby shower, to mourn the loss of Laney, a friend who had left the single NYC life behind, married a Wall Street banker and moved to Connecticut. Charlotte was of course excited and respectful of all the baby shower duties, so it only made sense that she felt...
If you knew me way back when – you may not recognize me now. Some days I feel like Martha Stewart: baking, taking care of our daughter, keeping up with housework…truly domestic. Other days, I wish I could call on my French au pair to go where I go so I could do the simple...
