Look. I love Netflix as much as the next binge-watcher. I'm guilty of consuming shows that I didn't even realize I cared about until I was nine episodes deep. But I don't usually re-watch any of them. "The Crown" was different. Read More
Two years ago today, the death of a favorite high school teacher shook me to the core. Maybe it was the suddenness of it — Mr. Duffy was only 51 when he died. Maybe it was the irony of it — as our freshman year English teacher, he was the one who taught us to "seize the day" and take the road less traveled by, since life was so short. Maybe it was Read More
Going to college in St Andrews, Scotland, was a privilege in so many ways, but one of the things I'm most grateful for is that I learned how to mop floors.
Every spring cleaning season, I reminisce about my days spent cleaning the Aslar Guest House. On Saturday mornings, I cleared out breakfast dishes, cleaned the dining room and dusted/vacuumed/mopped the six bedrooms. Except it's called hoovering, not vacuuming, in the Read More
When I was younger, probably in middle school, I remember being at my grandparents’ Florida house and telling a family friend I wanted to be a writer. Before we went home, this friend made sure I had a copy of Stephen King’s “On Writing.” Read More
Over the past few years, I've learned something about myself. I really don't like when things are "in process." I'm not a fan of gray areas, or even balance. I prefer when things are black and white, all or nothing.
Unfortunately, I also learned that life rarely operates in this way. Read More