We weren’t supposed to get a dog. We were only at the shelter to drop off food. But we did get a dog. Boy, did we.

I am moving away from consuming meat. Not for the planet. Not for my health. It’s because I’m a writer.

We saw Barbie in the theaters this summer. I hadn’t planned on it, but am so glad we did.

16 years ago, I saw a puppy running loose on a busy street. So I parked my car and scooped her up. She was a very good girl for a long time.

On August 3, 1991, I was going to end my life when a miracle occurred. I’m still not convinced I deserved the grace, but am certainly grateful for it.