I have, in the spirit of fun (admittedly tinged with meanness), poked fun at myself and at the Oscars. At the sweet Tony Danza once, and the amazing Selma Hayek. I could say everyone does it, but then I’m back…
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what crap advice
January 3, 2008
My finish this sentence post ought to have been, "Growing up, the advice I hated most from my mother was…"
But even I wouldn’t know how to finish the sentence. Mom didn’t give big advice. I never got heady wisdom…
finish this sentence
January 2, 2008
If I gained fifty pounds, I’d weigh more than……
come on, do it with me.
December 17, 2007
Finish this sentence: I’m as lazy as…
*Finish this sentence will now appear each and every Tuesday. Because I love it, and I’m lazy, and I might just use the best line in Moose (without even giving credit! Woo hoo!)…
at least I’m sleeping
May 25, 2007
I’ve never seen your mother, but I imagined her in a dream to be nothing like the woman I imagine she is when I’m awake. In my dream she’s young and artistic, long hair that falls in wisps and commas. …
no explanation necessary
May 2, 2007
In the bedroom of her Upper Least Side apartment, Parker Pryne opened the bottle of Prosecco she’d brought back from Positano the previous summer. She was saving it, refrigerated, for a special occasion, and when one never came, and while…
patience
December 29, 2005
Last night, I went through a guided visualization exercise. I had to picture in my mind a safe place. I imagined the family room den from the house in which I was raised. I was relaxing on the green sofa,…
s/he
June 1, 2005
He knows he can have me. It’s something he won’t forget, like his own birthday. He knows I’d leave you if he asked. If he stepped up, said, “ready.” If only he’d say so. Save you from you.
He…









March 5, 2008
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