There’s a poem in this place, if only I could find it I wrote it once and put it aside, in doubt. I hope it…

Early on in our relationship, just a few dates in, my future husband/then boyfriend told me that I talked too much. I’d had boyfriends tell…

It’s a lesson every actor needs to learn:

Tryouts! Wanted: A female singer for a radio commercial. This is a paid job. The announcment boomed out over the loudspeaker of my high school…

“It’s the same when love comes an end.” He stopped digging and looked up. “What? What’s the same?” “The tomatoes wilting.” “Tomatoes?” He leaned back…

They all lay around on the quilts and blankets , the grandma-squared afghans, the soiled sheets, as the music from the stage blared so loudly…

The Buddha made it simple to understand, like those yellow-colored, thick paperbacks stacked on the bottom shelf, in all the sections of bookstores, Suffering for…

When my friend Kari moved to Paris to study mime (she was already a street mime in San Francisco, where we met) with Jean Louis…

She remembered hearing about “lies of omission.” What a funny phrase, a phrase no doubt left over from the early life of going to catechism…

One time we were all invited to see this very avant-garde video artist who was presenting his work for one night only at Cal Tech…

At my age, going through decades and decades of personal journals I've scribbled in, collected and arranged chronologically on a book case i had specially…

“My fear is simple. It’s my hair.” “Your hair?” Mary put down her coffee mug to concentrate. She leaned across the little table, squinting. “You…