I'm still recovering from my two-day trip to D.C./Chevy Chase for work; how is that every time I'm away from home, I end up feeling like I was hit by a bus? I've yet to master the art of traveling with grace (I don't understand how people travel in clothing that isn't a sweatpant-sweatshirt combo), ... Read More
Five Things (5.1.15)
1. Last Saturday K. gave me a desk. Months ago (when we were still together) he told me he wanted to build me one. It was Valentine's Day weekend; it was a last hurrah, and this desk he said he wanted to build for me—the desk I needed because he believed I was a writer who deserved the space to ... Read More
Happy Birthday, Joan Didion
Thank you for making me fall in love with words all over again. . . . xx ... Read More