Category Archives: Life

On the Places That Shape Us

A couple of months ago while I was working on the last chapter of my book I came across some old papers from around the time my father died. In them I found a note I had written reminding myself that my father would like some of his ashes scattered in his hometown of Rogers […]

Home from New York (Again)

I got home safely from New York on Wednesday night. Despite my separation anxiety and the fact that I didn’t see any of my friends while in the city, I still had a remarkably fun trip. I wasn’t kidding when I said that Manhattan is like an ex-boyfriend that I never quite got over. I’m […]

The Last Time I Moved to California

The last time I moved to California I was twenty-four years old. I'd been living in Manhattan's East Village for four years, finishing my BA at the New School and bartending in Union Square. I desperately did not want to leave New York. I had an internship at Time Out New York magazine and had […]