Maybe I needed to make like a potato, winnow myself down, be part of something that was not easy, just simple.

If there's a sexier sound on this planet than the person you're in love with cooing over the crepes you made for him, I don't know what it is.

There are times with your friends when you just have to put their whole mess out of your mind for a while.

The blog is certainly another tool for writers out there to break their way in. But being a blogger does not make you a great writer.

Cooking saved my life! Sure, there were some miserable moments, but that was sort of the point, to find something challenging and consuming enough to take a place in the center of my life into which was creeping a horrible feeling of stasis and the doom of mediocrity.

I got my undergrad in Creative Writing, and then I didn't get my Masters in obsession, because I figured I already had that covered.

So the end may be a long time coming, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have a way of sneaking up on you.