I never really even tried. But if I'm not a New York actress, what am I? I'm a person who takes a subway from the outer boroughs to lower Manhattan office every morning, who spends her days answering...
The powdered sugar had caramelized and blackened into a sucking tar pit in which my ladyfingers languished like so many sunk mastadons.
So the end may be a long time coming, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have a way of sneaking up on you.
Salomé...possibly the least successful play in history.
Julia taught me what it takes to find your way in the world. It's not what I thought it was. I thought it wa all about-I don't know, confidence or will or luck. Those are all some good things to have,...
It did not seem possible, much as he craved the comfort of a woman of intelligence, of humor and balance and perception.
A new enterprise awaits. It hangs before you like fruit on a tree.
These are the times when we aficionados of the gas stove know we are on the side of God.
The thing I keep learning about endings is that they aren't a long time coming, and that they don't sneak up on you either, because endings just don't happen.
Something about knowing exactly what you're doing, and why.
I didn't understand for a long time, but what attracted me to was the deeply buried aroma of hope and discovery of fulfillment in it. I thought I was using the Book to learn to cook French food, but...
Bo czasami ma się takie uczucie, kiedy widzi się, jak ktoś się zakochuje - może zwłaszcza w przypadku kogoś smutnego, trudnego lub z jakiegoś innego powodu niedopasowanego do świata. Uczucie ulgi, pra...
I have never looked to religion for comfort - belief is just not in my genes. But reading - childishly simple and dauntingly complex, incantatory and comforting - I thought this was what prayer must...
I began to ponder; this life we had for ourselves, Eric and I, it felt like the opposite of Potage Parmentier. It was easy enough to keep on with the soul-sucking jobs; at least it saved having to mak...
Two years ago, I was a twenty-nine year old secretary. Now I am a thirty-one year old writer. I get paid very well to sit around in my pajamas and type on my ridiculously fancy iMac, unless I'd rather...