Don’t force it

Don’t force it

That was the reminder from my yoga instructor the other day. It was my first class in a while. It was the longest class with notoriously the toughest instructor. And her reminder to us was not to force it. As always, it’s a reminder for my yoga practice, and it’s a...
What are the 20 best books ever?

What are the 20 best books ever?

That’s a hard question and one I thought I was supposed to answer. So I pondered it deeply. Part of being a writer is being a reader, and a rewarding part of being a reader is connecting with other readers. I’ve been meaning to get involved with Goodreads, to connect...
I’m not really a writer

I’m not really a writer

I ran in college. As exercise. Well, really as anorexic over-exercise. I never liked it. I hated it in fact. Over the years I would try running now and again and realize I still hated it. Really hated it. I swore I would never run. Then my older child started running,...
A bit of spring memoir inspiration + a giveaway

A bit of spring memoir inspiration + a giveaway

I’ve been blogging about my life for almost five years and just the other day was attempting to articulate with my book launch team the special ‘space’ that blogging creates in the world — for my readers (hopefully) as well as for me. I won’t lie, there’s a...
I’m nauseous again. It’s a good thing.

I’m nauseous again. It’s a good thing.

I’m getting used to it I guess. Each new phase is nauseous making, and then I breathe through it and it lessens. A little bit. This time it’s the cover we’re working on. Should it have a picture of me? Should it have a picture of a moon? Should it show New York City,...