Living the dream

I once heard that life is about being dissatisfied.  The thinking goes it’s not necessarily a bad thing.  Dissatisfaction is what drives progress.  Dissatisfaction with foraging led to [...]

Facing the critics

Writing a book about something you’ve considered your biggest secret for most of your life has its challenges.  One is, well, telling the secret.  For the most part, telling has opened me [...]

Profiled in NJ.com

Check out my very first interview!  Talking about my book was everything I thought it would be.  The reporter asked great questions and put me at ease.  NJ.com profiles  The Secret Side of Empty. [...]

Adventures in publishing

I am really enjoying this book publicity stuff, as I knew I would.  I am living the dream! When I was a little undocumented girl living in a ratty basement, I would entertain my parents by [...]

A bittersweet freedom

She turned my life upside down in the most painful way imaginable 10 years ago.  Then she disappeared.  Yesterday, she wrote me on Facebook, asking for a big favor.  It was something of a shock, [...]

When cabs attack

Okay, okay, it’s wrong to blame it on the cab.  But “When dumb criminals carjack cabs and wedge them in front of my supermarket” was too long for a title. So… this morning [...]

Boston and what I know

Watching Humvees with army-type guys armed to the teeth rolling down the quiet streets of Cambridge is hard for me.  For one, I have spent significant time in Cambridge and I love it there. For [...]

I See Dead People

Today my beloved high school English teacher changed her Facebook profile picture.  The only catch?  She’s been dead two years. The first time it happened, it stopped me (pun totally intended, in [...]

Time to be still

There is a magic that happens when I have enough time to be still.  A fog lifts – the fog of checklists and running and oh-I-forgot-to-go-to-the-grocery-store and late buses and workplace [...]

The Journey from Illegal

In the jumble of feelings and paperwork that is a divorce, my naturalization certificate disappeared.  My ex said he didn’t have it.  I knew he did.  Last week, 5 years after it went missing, it [...]

Dark Roots

I’m a faker.  I’m a faker and a poser and, what’s worse, I wear the evidence right on my head.  But it’s so wavy and luscious I can hardly feel bad about it. When I was growing up, my mother told [...]