This morning I heard the most wonderful peal of laughter from the dining room.Riley had just run across the room and leaped gracefully into the bed he sleeps in while he and M. work. The laughter belonged to M. and it was such a pure and joyful sound.I've met a number of M.'s friends recently. All . . .
"Being married to a writer means I pretty much abdicate all pretense of privacy," M. observed the other day.Well, yeah. If you know me, you'll eventually end up in something I write. That's just the way it is when you know a memoirist. It's all fodder.At the same time, I'm not afraid to put myself . . .
Someone I know is planning to have liposuction soon. Not so notable, really. Except for the fact that she is nearing 70 years of age.She is a beautiful woman who doesn't look her age. But her doctor told her she could not diet or exercise off the few pounds she doesn't like. That make her feel she . . .