I’ve had a surprising amount of time to read in the last month, probably due to the all the lengthy airplane rides as I’ve traversed the country lately, and have barreled through some great stuff. I thought I’d recommend a few of the books I’ve had my nose in. PURE by Julianna Baggott (fiction) Greg Read more…
Category:Books
One Breath, One Night, in Los Angeles
It’s been a busy week already, this first week of September. I got some truly incredible news about my book on Tuesday morning, that I can’t share here right now, but which has elevated my week and my perspective to unmatched heights. It’s cast a strange haze over the way I view my life, my Read more…
On Clearing Space
The first yoga class I ever took was at Marlboro College when I was nineteen. I hated it. I felt self-conscious and awkward. My body didn’t do the things the teacher was urging us to try. I had trouble concentrating on my breath. I couldn’t stop the constant waves of thoughts coursing through my mind. Read more…
On Gratitude
Caroline Leavitt just made me cry. Caroline is the author of this year’s NY Times bestseller Pictures of You, which I adored. In my quest to reach out other writes I admire, I had Penguin send her my book only about a week ago. She read it already and just emailed me with this quote. Read more…
On Feeling Like I’m Pregnant, Even Though I’m Not
I’m restless these days. My book is out there, in the world, being handled and read and considered and judged. But the thing is that it’s not really out there. It won’t be on sale for close to six months. SIX MONTHS. Hence, why I feel like I’m pregnant. In six months the book will Read more…
Spring Reading List
My editor called yesterday to tell me that she read my whole book in 3 days and loved it. Hearing her say that was the most validating experience I've had as a writer. Not to mention what a relief it was. I'd been literally having nightmares ever since I sent it off. She said lots Read more…
This Parenting Thing
There are certain moments, certain things that have triggered for me exactly how enormous the responsibility of actually being a parent is. Times when Veronica has taken a spill and the only person she wants for comfort is me. Or times when I am reigned in from things I really want to do for myself, Read more…
Of Words and Books
Last night Greg and I went to hear Karen Abbott read from her book Sin in the Second City at the Book Cellar in Lincoln Square (you can read about it on She Wrote, He Wrote) and, as usual when I go to a reading, I got to thinking about my writing and my book. Read more…










