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When I was younger, I thought age came in only two flavors—you were old or you were young. I preferred young. I dreaded being—old. But…

This morning I received a note from a woman I’ve never met. We connected on a LinkedIn discussion and she asked about my memoir. Short…

I used to wonder what would happen if the connection to the grocery store was broken and my family was forced to survive on its…

Wow. I’m so happy to be writing this. The event I have been working toward for the past five years is finally happening. I signed…

I now understand why agents can’t represent a book they don’t absolutely love. a year ago, I was convinced that my memoir, ORDINARY APHRODITE, was just an…