Here’s what I’ve learned about people asking for publishing advice: as soon as you’ve sold a book (doesn’t even have…
Category: First Comes Love, Then Comes Malaria
A few years back, just before Christmas, I was sitting in a hair salon and the woman cutting my hair…
“Excuse me, Matt,” I said. “Do you see the guy over in that corner?” I pointed out St. John clear…
My perfect car, hands down, is the one I used to have. A green Subaru station wagon with all the…
I love the dictionary. Absolutely adore it. If I were ever stuck on a deserted island (am I the only…
Oh, gosh. This is where I have to confess to not being a literary genius, or even moderately well-read. I…
I’m a Leo. And I can’t think of anything else to say about that. But I could go on at…
I just can’t fathom how other people stick to any kind of routines: Going to the same job every day?…
I woke up on Wednesday morning feeling, well just a bit off. Was I hung-over, I asked myself? Tuesday night…
I don’t know about you, but I’m scared. And according to news reports, you probably are too. An article in…