The girl is dressed in a flannel shirt, and I can’t tell whether that’s because she’s trying to bring back the only fashion style of the past fifty years that hasn’t been brought back or whether it’s...
The Velmas of the world do not intern at CNN, hope to be accepted at Columbia J-School after graduating NYU with honors, and go on to win Pulitzer Prizes by getting bogged down in relationship drama....
Somewhere between a friend and acquaintance—a frequaintance, as it were.
So he's worth a second shot?The more apt question, my dear, is: are you?
Roaming the streets of Manhattan on foot had always been one of my favorite ways to find inspiration. There's so much to see and smell (not all of it pleasant, except this time of year, which smells o...
Lou's such an old punk he was around when the Ramones were junkie hustlers first and musicians second, when punk meant something other than a mass-marketing concept designed to help the bridge-and-tun...
Librarians were like Mary Poppins to me. They always knew how to match a book to my mood or to whatever I was going through at the time. I could always find peace in books. And escape?
I’m sorry, she said. And it was like a faucet had been turned, and only one sentiment could come gushing out. I’m so sorry. Oh my God, I can’t believe how sorry I am. I didn’t mean to drop it, Dash. A...
It’s moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.
It’s always the ones who believe who are hurt the most when things go wrong. She
It was a red Moleskine—made of neither mole nor skin, but nonetheless the preferred journal of my associates who felt the need to journal in non-electronic form.
It still might be a shock. To realize you are just one story walking among millions.
I wanted to live inside it, not write in it.
I mean, I don’t know how the world broke. And I don’t know if there’s a God who can help us fix it. But the fact that the world is broken - I absolutely believe that. Just look around us. Every minute...
I don't see why ogling same-sex kissing should be the exclusive domain of frat boys whacking off to lesbian action, that's so sexist. Feminism should be all inclusive- it should be about sexual libera...
Deep down, you see, I long to be arcane, esoteric. I would love to confound people with their own language.
Danger is a state of mind. Farzad informs me. Conquer it, and you ride heaven.
But I know the difference. Everyone else is a ghost. I exist here alone, stranded by choice. Deserted.
Are you over him? I asked. We both knew the him I referred to was not Benny, but the him who broke Langston’s heart so devastatingly. Langston’s first love. In some ways, I think I’ll never be over hi...
All the librarians turned their heads to me in a collective shush. I’m afraid you have to survive library school, put up with the general public on a daily basis, and endure several years of budget cu...