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Erica, I’ll call her, came to me in tears, because Allen, I’ll call him, left her. Should have known something was up when she asked if I had any scotch to put in her coffee. It was 8 a.m. Can’t … Continue reading
I hate being in the position when someone says, don’t tell anyone what I’m about to say…promise me. You’re suddenly saddled with a secret you never wanted to know to begin with. And let’s face it, the moment one person … Continue reading
I truly don’t understand the modern family. It was Sunday, so I knew everybody, who wasn’t at their country house, was at brunch….New York’s favorite weekend pastime. There I was serenely eating my avocado and walnut salad when a family … Continue reading
Last Friday I posted a rather private essay about my mother called I Remember Mama. In my own defense, I’m working on being more candid over what I write, and that includes what’s painful for me. My friend Peter from … Continue reading
My mother suffered from what I like to call connubial ennui. House cleaning, laundry and especially my father just weren’t enough to hold her interest. What she needed was a job, but my father refused to let her work. To … Continue reading
I make no bones about how much I love to read, memoir in particular. To read someone’s life story is such a privilege providing they tell the truth. I feel teased and misled when a writer holds back. Candor is … Continue reading
I spent last night in bed with Carrie Fisher. Let me rephrase that. I spent last night in bed with Shockaholic, the new book by Carrie Fisher. I read it in one long sitting along with a bag of Fig … Continue reading