Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Not exactly "does a bear shit in the woods?" or "does a whore sweat in church?", but I do still wonder. I’m in the final stages of cleaning up this manuscript, instructed to stet copy-edit corrections if I disagree. There’s…

I’ve been compiling video footage, transferring things to DVD, all very mundane. Press clippings, TV Food Network appearance, 20/20, etc. Work-related. So while I was digging through video, I figured, "Those grandparents deserve a nice treat." I’m thoughtful on God’s…

LOST. Season 4. Premiere. What did I think?
I wanted more because I’m greedy. I wanted answers and hate waiting for them. Go ahead and skip this post if you’re a)not interested b) still catching up on the series via…

"Baby, where’s my external hard drive?""Oh, I spoke with them today. They said they tried to recover your stuff, sent it out to a specialist, and they couldn’t. So they’re–are you picking your nose?""I’ve got a crusty.""If it’s not already…

I lied. I didn’t realize it when it happened, so technically, it’s not a lie. A lie is saying something you know isn’t true. I’m just now realizing what I said in the past has turned out to be a…

No one’s kids are ever as cute as they think. Cute, or smart, or fascinating. No one wants to really hear about their sleep habits or favorite foods. Except grandparents, and even then, it’s just some grandparents. And aunts. Their…

I’m freezing and tired and just want to crawl into bed with you. I’m cranky from a day of sitting on the floor at Barnes and Noble doing research, without coffee, or even cozy clothes. I read about gardens and…

I’m at a parlor.  A type of catfish parlor, the kind with wooden fish and oars mounted on pine walls, with life preservers, water skis and neon Dos Equis and Shiner signs.  It’s not, as one might suspect, a waterfront…