They put a bonnet on my head.

I was reading an earlier draft of The Sweet Far Thing in my Orphans file when I came across a passage where Kartik explains to Gemma what’s going down with the Rakshana. He says, “They put a bounty on my head.” Except that I read it as, “They...

Freebasing the frosting

I’m sitting at Tea Lounge borrowing their unpredictable WiFi to post an entry. For almost two weeks, I’ve had no internet/email connection. I thought it was the modem, but according to the guy from Time Effing Warner Cable (my pet name for them) who came...

Angels in the subway

What a strange morning. Around 9:00 I was taking the F into Manhattan from Brooklyn. I managed to score a seat by the window. (Already the unusual begins…) In my rush, I’d forgotten to bring a book, so I decided to tune out to my iPod. It’s the usual...

Thank you for coming. Twizzler?

Occasionally, I have one of those deeply humbling moments. These include, but are not limited to, such things as trying to help my son with his math homework, anything technological, finding out Bono is 46, checking my bank balance, realizing my mother was right about...

Finally

The first draft, she is finished. It wasn’t pretty, but it got done. On the last day of my deadline, I was sitting in the Tea Lounge, typing wildly. The keys literally started to fly off my laptop. I was typing without an X, S, and D key. The space bar began to...