Like you, I’ve made some sacrifices to the New Year gods—more vegetables, a month without booze. But one of the most important resolutions I’ve made for 2020 this: To stop selling shit on Craigslist. Why? Why’s that so bad? It’s not bad, inherently. Longtime users of this stripped down, early-aughts online garage sale love that

​I just watched the new animated Netflix movie Klaus with some friends the other night, and if it’s not in your holiday movie queue, it should be. Not just because it’s cute and well done. But because there’s a hidden and profound message for those of us in a line of work we never imagined we’d

After years of working on a book, I’m finally shopping around a proposal. And while I’m only a few weeks into this first leg of the publishing journey, I can tell you already it is not for the faint of heart. Of course, I went into this expecting an even blend of rejection and radio

Have you seen Hadestown? The award winning Broadway show is a brilliant, modern retelling of the Greek myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. (And yes, it will blow you away.) Here’s the quick and dirty: Orpheus and Eurydice fall in love. Orpheus has been working on his masterpiece, an epic song that will change the world.

When’s the last time someone pointed out what you were doing right? Not just “good job.” I mean, specifically and in detail something you did really, really well. Ok. And when’s the last time someone pointed out an error you made, or a change you might consider, or ways to improve what you’ve done? Probably

When’s the last time someone pointed out what you were doing right? Not just “good job.” I mean, specifically and in detail something you did really, really well. Ok. And when’s the last time someone pointed out an error you made, or a change you might consider, or ways to improve what you’ve done? Probably

When’s the last time someone listened to you. I mean, really listened. Like, you could tell they were right there with you. It’s rare, to have someone’s attention like that. Even right now, I only have a share of your attention. And I’m holding on to it for dear life.  Why? Because someone’s talking over your shoulder, your texts are

A few weeks ago, some friends and I decided to do something really seasonal: We went out to the country (read: Jersey) to pick apples.  Turns out, we’d missed apple picking season by two weeks. We could buy the ones that had been picked and stuffed into paper sacks. But what’s the fun in that.