guardian angels

I have quit writing.In the past three weeks, I have given it up about seven times. The first time was when my new book contract was rejected by my favorite…

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danger cake

Although research for The Book is long finished, I still get the occasional email for bizarre cake stories, like the ejaculating cake or this, the five-minute chocolate cake in a…

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monsters

When my neighborhood listserv is good, it's very, very good. If you forget that your community yard sale is coming up, someone reminds you. Neighbors welcome each other and new…

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magical beauties

After our annual Mother's Day brunch, with nine Millers and vonBriesens crammed together in a too-small space (which caused me to eat only half of my eggs), I took some…

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stains

When the body, which is still breathing but is destined to be a body soon, lies there like a pile of clothes until he is gently turned over, when the…

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Re: re: re: re: The Book

I live in the city’s best middle-class neighborhood. Restaurants; ice cream parlors; knitting, book, and liquor stores; and a beautiful hairdid are all within walking distance, and the purveyors are…

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autographs

I recently sold some gigantic (18" x 18") enlargements of birds on a wire—three different shots. While I was signing one of them, my extra-fine Pilot Razor Point ran out…

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