Old School Posts

• Baby's First Bridge

  Dear Baby, Today you are one. A full year has passed since you arrived, pink and screaming and strong. A full year has passed since I first studied your tiny face and kissed the tip of your nose and whispered your name in your ear. A big name that fits you perfectly. A full year has passed sin

• Island Living

  I need your advice. Your thoughts. Your take. What do you do when you see that sheen of sadness in the eyes of someone you encounter or know or love? What do you do when pain is palpable through a shifting glance or a strained smile? What do you do when faced with a cracked voice and cryptic

• Newborns Are like Sangria*

  Delicious. Deceptively innocuous.  Yummy and sweet. Seemingly harmless. You get the point. Last week, as I scrolled through precious pictures of a good friend's new baby and remembered my first days with Toddler and Baby, something genius occurred to me: All new moms want to be kidnapped.  Y

• Philosophical Pole Dancing

  I am not supposed to be here. No. I am supposed to be cooking up Reading Group Questions for LIFE AFTER YES. But I woke up this morning feeling extra-rebellious, so instead of concocting questions, I am here, writing about pole dancing. Pole dancing? Yes. Kind of. Over the past week, people aroun

• Cover Lovers

  Book covers are like bathroom faucets and wedding salads. Huh? Yes. Stick with me. Generally speaking, if you don't notice or remember the font or image on a book cover, or the finish of a faucet, or the dressing on a matrimonial salad, that's a good thing, right? I've always thought so. That a c

• This Makes Me Sad

  These days, I bill it as research.  But in all honesty, I (like so many of you) am curious about the existential plight of others.  Why?  Because it sheds light on my own.  And, ultimately, on what it means to be human. So, every now and then, I log onto TruUConfessions and read strangers' an

• Pictures & Privacy

  After a string of nutty days and very late nights, I'm happy to report that we are moved into our new home and reasonably settled. And by reasonably, I mean barely. But we are happy to be here even if we are aware of the reality that it will likely take months to get our bearings. On Friday, I m

• Uh Oh

  Talk about insecurity.  What have I done? Last night (after a day spent obsessively posting arguably tiresome details about my day in the life of a Manhattan County juror), I was kind of (okay, extremely) pumped about this blog thing.  Putting myself out there? How daring! Talking about my hope

• No Longer Nameless!

  At long last, my book has a title! Some of you might remember that dramatized secret I kept for all of three days before revealing that, at the behest of my publisher, I was looking for a new title for my novel. I announced five possible titles and then ducked for cover. Many of you provided you

• The Same Face

  "They have the same face," the woman said, looking back and forth between Toddler and Baby. "The very same face." I don't know this person. She was one of the many grownups at the birthday party we attended this morning in Riverside Park. But when she said this, Husband and I looked at each other