My life changed forever 32 years ago when this gifted soul chose me as her mama. Happy birthday Miss B. ❤️🧡🥳🧡❤️ instagram.com/p/CK14-iisFA2/…

Sometimes you just walk out the door, walk ten feet to the right and something so calm and beautiful is waiting. And you snap it up. #venicebeach #photooftheday instagram.com/p/CM2DqVrsEWt/…

I just subscribed to You're Doing Great youredoinggreat.substack.com/?utm_medium=we…

THIS IS WEDNESDAY. Gonna read a section I basically never read aloud, but more importantly, cannot WAIT to hear from these writers! The discussion questions are 🔥 and just LOOK at this line-up!!!

The greatest joys of my life. Circa 2007. #mothersday #motherhood instagram.com/p/COqCEDtMAkO/…

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Dear Chicago! Thank you for welcoming us into your architecturally splendid and clean city. My neck hurts from looking up up up. #chicago #architecture instagram.com/p/CWqjdxjlk54/…

With gratitude #happythanksgivng instagram.com/p/CWtHKrGlRfj/…

Combining our lives starts by combining our books. This was our weekend project of sorting, tossing and merging. And ironically the only book we both owned was “The Art of Happiness; A Handbook for Living.” instagram.com/p/CakiyaxPHYz/…

Tonight at the Verdi Club SF! I’ll be telling a story about how much I love locker rooms alongside these gorgeous creatures for the Litquake edition of Generation Women. Theme: BODIES. Bring yours and have fun with us! 🍸🎙📚eventbrite.com/e/generation-w…

hell of a fun night.✨thanks Litquake

I’ve been doing a lot of anthology thinking these days. Robin Romm’s essay in this collection makes my heart crumble and sing at the same time.

To write is to live—you’re writing even when you’re not writing.

"One of the things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book or for another book; give it, give it all, give it now." ― Annie Dillard

Look how far we’ve come. Women weren’t even allowed to swim until 100 years ago. Before that, they had to get inside a swim box that took them out to sea. messynessychic.com/2014/04/15/vic…

As soon as I wake every morning, I remind myself that all human beings are the same as me—we all want to be happy. I resolve to use my life to ensure that other beings are happy. It’s compassion that brings about peace of mind, not anger and hatred.

It’s the first day of #NaNoWriMo22 and I plan on writing about my 97-year old father, my daughter, failed friendships, finding love in my 60’s, immigrant betrayal, aging, wild swimming, anxieties, phobias, grief and gratitude. Sounds like a regular month to me!

I’ve always been in the closet about my obsession with celebrity gossip. Thanks to ⁦[email protected]⁩ and this podcast I feel completely different. podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the…