I think not.

A friend wanted advice about what to name her cat. She’d taken her daughter’s advice but didn’t like “Roman.” She suggested “Booker.” I thought it sounded like a kid’s word: booger. I don’t know whether kids say that anymore. I’m…

And a greener grass, and a more loving husband, and a less expensive town, and a richer climate, and a newer shirt, and a cleaner home, and a taller tree, and a bigger dick, and a smarter kid, and a…

(Note: Using these prompts to work on revision of my novel.) “Hear that?” Sarah’s voice pulled me from the deep place I’d been since my head hit the pillow. I’d spent close to 11 hours—every second of daylight we get…

I certainly do not. One go-round in this troubled existence is quite enough for me thank you..though, if according to my beliefs the opposite is any where near true, we will repeat this wheel of pain and joy time after…

She was what you’d call a femme fatale. I mean, her sex appeal was lethal. She wore sheathe dresses and had a figure you’d die for. I was blown away when I saw her. You know the type—tumbling shiny hair,…

When the gifted and delightful actress Kristen Bell was an undergraduate theater student at New York University, I was one of her fortunate acting teachers. I also had the privilege of casting her as the "Frank Mills" girl in a…

“Here is a brighter garden,” Eve said to Adam. She gestured to the vast hills, rolling into the horizon. Adam was moody, feeling she’d been responsible for their predicament. “Don’t make it a predicament,” she urged. “It’s not such a…

There is no perfume that even comes close to being as beautiful as the fragrance of the earth's soil and lush greenery as they all get washed with clear, clean rain....the kind of rain that enfolds everything in its generous…

It’s a line from a song from long ago, maybe the 1940’s. The earth was made for lovers. . . As time goes by. Time has gone by in my life, and I have had an embarrassingly number of lovers.…