The past came knocking at the door this week. My girlfriend and I share a history that goes back more than four years. Over that time, we both behaved in ways that were indicative of who we believed we were, not who we really are. And occasionally, the past makes an appearance, a full array of ... Views: 2349
When I walked away from a six-figure job in 1998 to finish my first novel, it appeared all hope of my ever growing up was lost. It was bad enough I paid $1400 for a one-bedroom apartment in Gramercy Park while friends bought houses, got married and had children. Now, at the age of 35, I was ... Views: 1842