Today I got an email with the next generation cover possibility for the novel, one which they love and I think I might almost love. I mean, I do love it for its own sake. The questions are a) does it convey that this is the story of a bad boy b) is it too bright since this story involves LOTS of night? But...

Le plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.  (Sorta) It’s hard to pinpoint the exact moment my yoga adventure really began –– sometime around when I was 11 or 12 and read my first yoga book and started doing poses –– but a MAJOR chapter took place at the Laughing Lotus in NYC where I did my te...

I don’t know why I was thinking of this, but as I was meeting my publisher for the first time today, I kept flashing back to all those reruns of MURDER SHE WROTE where Jessica Fletcher travels from Maine to NYC to meet her publisher. Maybe it’s that –– for the first time since college –– I felt...

Inexplicably, my iPhone 4 screen cracked yesterday. I didn’t drop it –– just put it into my bag –– but somehow the screen was semi-shattered. After a visit to the Apple Store with Belle, I did upgrade to the 5 (let’s be honest, I’m in it for the long haul with Apple) and decided also to s...

This weekend, I remembered once again just how much more refined one’s sense of time becomes during the editing process. Film captures images at 24 frames per second, and my editor and cinematographer and I spent hours shaving off 4 frames (or a 1/6 of a second) or adding 2 (or 1/12 of a second) and ...

Last night, Sarah and I went to see Joy Harjo speak at a PEN event, where she said a lot of interesting things, a lot of poetic things, and some things that were just plain … bananas.  [My favorite –– which just may mean she’s not great at math –– was talking about how many families there are w...

I thought the word “fork” was in the Frost poem somewhere, but it’s not. Nonetheless, this does not diminish the LOA miracle of last night. After walking to and fro Cristy’s pad (60 minutes each way), and realizing I wanted some pasta before Adrian swung by, I also had a dim recolle...

Yesterday, Belle and I moved into our amazing digs for May and the little dog immediately found her place in the sun. So many metaphors –– from all my filming experiences over the weekend, to finding the spotlight as I launch into major promotional mode for the new book –– but just so thrilled to be settle...

Whatever you believe is the source behind my cold –– Abraham’s lofty belief that my body hasn’t caught up with my new higher vibration; or sick building disease re: the AC in Cancun;  or just stress behind moving and a new book release;  or good, old-fashioned germs –– one thing is for sure: Ge...