“Resistance” is one of those New Age-y terms that’s always semi-baffled me. It’s one of those super-annoying, over-arching explanations for why you’re not getting what you want –– “because there’s a lot of resistance around this” –– when it’s usually so...

After several rounds of emails about a summer house-sitting situation in Mill Valley, I arranged to meet the folks this Sunday pre-brunch date. They were in front of the place as Belle and I pulled up in our convertible, and as she bounded out, they stared at me bewildered, finally saying, “Oh …...

You’ll have to READ IT to actually understand why exactly, but I’ve been peppering it with several delicious photographs of cakes. This is all the more tempting in that it seems to me now NECESSARY that I go on some intense juice cleanse if I’m really going to achieve my fitness goals bef...

Tomorrow morning my assistant makes another storage run for me –– I’m too busy with 2 clients + a newsletter to write + a dozen promotional emails, plus my Cancun workout + a play –– and somehow this second round of packing stirred some moody moments in me. It’s going to be sad to leave the cot...

A few months ago, I saw someone giving away these four chairs down the street, and even though I really only needed one, I took them all. First I took two (just in case) and then it seemed silly to break up the set. I only needed one because I am only one person and I have a chair in this magical yet tiny ...

It means that this website is fully back and up and that I’m generally to totally satisfied with all our revisions yesterday. Maybe you’re not spending every waking moment on this site, but I felt that I was today. We shifted the logo.  Added another image at the bottom. Added a “hello ba...

My new assistant needs an assistant –– at least one. Things are so crazy busy –– especially with Mercury in Retrograde –– that he’s going to start pre-interviewing interns for me for some of the social media stuff re: the novel’s release in June. In other suc...

Well, it very well may be my storage facility. My storage in LA –– and I have to get the stuff moved to San Francisco, although since I haven’t needed anything except a picnic basket from there in 18 months, maybe I don’t –– is so grim and depressing, it makes you question all your life choices...

a sneaker without laces a geek without braces asentencewithoutspaces Or so that witty little ditty goes (w/endless variations.) And in exactly the same way –– today, I experienced Bikram without the heat. The room was a little chilly (meaning 98 degrees) right befo...