A tiny dose of reality
It had been raining all day. I was cramped in an RV trailer with an old friend. On paper, the [...]
Too few rooms
When it came to men, my late mother was always quick with this axiom: “Just remember that they can’t be [...]
A piece of colored fabric
Why, my new friend Paige asked, were American flags hanging out and about in abundance on a quiet summer day? [...]
Up against nature
When the world seems to be out of control and current events stop making sense, I turn to nature to [...]
A ‘mother’ turned affluent
A few months ago, while shopping for tonic water, I came across a new bottled beverage, or so it seemed. [...]
Dressing for imposters
After six months, my Manhattan art class, "Drawing the Figure," was coming to an end. Fellow students and I faced [...]
No direction home
Anne was distraught. "To be honest, I've been depressed for the last two years. I can't really tell if I'm [...]
How you get better
Once upon a time, a fresh-to-the-city New Yorker tried becoming an artist but backed away. Now she's starting over.
Come ti chiami?
Falling in love with Italy is the easy part, but it doesn't include learning the language.
Sanding along the grain
A visit to southwestern U.S. takes an author to beautiful landscapes, and a story of wood.
Pretending to remember
Meeting old friends can sometimes mean going along with imperfect recollections, but that's not what matters.