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...

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...

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...

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...

When you’re up at 4:30 and on set by 7 am on a Sunday morning to film your book trailer, you can help but feel supremely virtuous and enormously productive. The shoot was splendid –– actors were amazing, my crew spectacular –– and I have to say the footage looks INCREDIBLE. And now –– exhilarated but...

Sometime after the Dolphin swim, my system was overloaded with Abraham-Hicks high vibrations and I lost my voice. Then I returned to SF and moved everything else out of the cottage, fled to Mill Valley to stay with my college roommate for 2 nights (which sounds like the plot of another god-awful Adam Sandl...

For a while when I was a pure night owl in NYC I would often watch Nikita on USA -– or somewhere –– at 2:30 in the morning. And my favorite thing about it was that the highest level operative Michael pretty much only said 2 things in each and every situation and somehow that was enough. I’ve had mome...