January 2012

The line between privacy and secrecy is thinner than any of us would like to believe, especially when you’re a parent.

Life isn’t fair, my grandmother reminded me. In this dissolute life, I’d rather it be interesting.

I didn’t know she was famous until I saw her picture in the newspaper.

Not looking at beauty made me think about it far more than looking at it ever did.

A little homework assignment for my date.

L’s husband is having second thoughts, and I’m at sixes and sevens.

Recovery got me sober, but sobriety wasn’t quite the point.

E-Lust linked to my story “21.” Welcome, E-Lust readers.

A sex party in a Bushwick loft, with velvet pouches, topless acrobats, and a crowd that works in public radio.

A testament to just how straight I am.