Because I can't talk of my heavy feelings from attending the hearing last week where the man who hit and killed my father was led from courtroom to jail, I want to tell you about the mom standing at the…

The danger. The danger of falling, of injury, of being in pain. Especially when you're old. The danger of walking the city streets with its uneven sidewalks. On Friday, walking by myself, I tripped on an uneven sidewalk and fell.…

Lydia Boorstein Marshall Gold crossed her severely varicose veined legs and bemoaned their paleness, especially in contrast to the vivid white and lime green striped mini-dress she was wearing. The one accommodation she had made to turning 70 was to…

Everything outside our skins. I can feel the white leather chair stick to the back of my thighs as I write. Somehow, even as the temperature drops and the hairs on my legs begin to rise, the back of my…

We are in bed, exposed to the musty air in this cheap hotel room because we can’t bear the sting of the stiff, overbleached sheets. He’s propped up against the flimsy headboard. Something about his position defines every one of…

There was a song once – maybe the 1940’s?—whose lyrics were “I’ve got you under my skin.” When I was a small child in the 40’s, my dad’s brother owned a sort of diner that had a jukebox. My dad,…

All the heat in Los Angeles was sinking into the ground, and the air was turning cruel, cold. No matter how hot the first week of November feels, from the loss of light and not of leaves, that’s how you…

of not writing, I feel my mind seizing up. What could happen if I don't write? I lose grip on the world as I forget how to describe things, animal vegetable mineral. I lose the imaginary conversations I always have…

The plastic Venti Starbucks cup was always nearby, and my feet ached. In the morning it would be filled with iced coffee, and then Ronnie would switch it to water. We never drank the water. How did crew members stand…

One of the reasons I hesitated for a long time before I left my husband was that I wondered how safe it would be to live alone again, after 15 years married to him and a year living with him…

There's a dangerous aspect of releasing a film that is really fear. This week, my husband and longtime filmmaking partner is starting to show his directorial debut to the world. It's taken a lot of time for him to find…

“…….practices or beliefs that are superficially or visually appealing but have little real value or worth…..”, BUT I reserve the right to disagree that anything about Donald Trump is visually appealing....his is a fat nd desiccated example of how awful…