Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Before you’re browbeaten by the leaden weight of a holiday week spent with extended family, far too much sugar, and not nearly enough booze, I need to remind you to set your TiVos and DVRs.  You need to get this…

A while back, I asked for your questions for my podcast.  Well, it’s now available, free, though it’s not really perfect.  One of the questions is kind of cut off.  I was asked "if Straight Up and Dirty had a…

I hoard books, apparently.   He wants a clutter-free environment, stark–if you ask me.  I want an office filled with wall to wall books, a library with an enormous chair and ottoman that smells like leather and orange blossoms.  I want…

The Suitor is funny.  I don’t mean like Joe Pesci and Ray Liotta in Goodfellas funny- "What, like a clown?  Like I’m here to amuse you" funny.  Just funny.  When trying to figure out what to read at the "Meet…

I’m without "maternity outerwear" in "the windy city," which translates roughly to: oh so screwed.  Before leaving for Chicago, The Suitor checked the weather report for me.  He might have mentioned thirty-something-degrees come nightfall.  I don’t fit into anything.  He…

"Any guy who’d date a single mother is pathetic."  He said this, in part, because he was under the assumption that I was, in fact, a single mother.  "I mean, really, what kind of guy would date a single mother…

People came to BookPeople!  I always have a hard time deciding what to read at book signings.  To which excerpt will people relate?  Which part is funny (and still a part I can tell in case they place me beside…

I just had a camp dream with non-camp people.  My boyfriends from home had names like Eric, Brian, and Joe.  They’d write me letters saying they loved and missed me.  Could I call them?  When would I be back?  I…