Author Archive


June 24, 2009

Due to the thousands of things I insist on pursuing, this thing won’t be updated any time soon (unless Bailey wants to start up again?) It’s not that I don’t write these, or like them- it’s that my energy is being invested elsewhere. Until something changes, you can always follow my adventures at


Two Preoccupations of Summer

June 16, 2009

Upon Watching Hitman

Dearest Timothy Olyphant:

You are so hot I would do you- even

with a barcode on your head.

Just don’t open your mouth.

Upon Gesturing Unwisely with Liquidy Pudding

(over White Carpet)

Oh, Chocolate stain on my floor:

Please be kind and submit to my washcloth-

I can’t afford steam cleaning.

and you are so darn brown.

Mmm, I like this place better now.

August 20, 2008

Reasons I am not a tourist:

ice wine, hiking, and then some more ice wine.

who gives a crap about tours-

there is booze to be had.

alo from canadia

August 19, 2008

A postcard from niagara falls:

apparently I don’t like gambling.

overpriced everything here:

ten dollar french fries, beer.


August 13, 2008

Oh, Monkey Pilaf, I love you:

Fluffy and creamy and crunchy and good.

Perfect distraction from piles-

of paper and lonely.


The end of the summer is here:

cascading down my calendar boxes.

Got to find a way to bring

all these memories home.


August 11, 2008

Happy Monday, all.


Ogling breakroom strawberries:
blushing, taunting me with engorged sweetness.
I grab three, feel sugar rush
like a phelpsian roar.

YAY I don’t have a bad insurance record..

August 8, 2008

Occasionally they get it right:

pin the right bug to the claims display board.

Liability drama-

never sad to see done.


August 7, 2008

I have a confession to make:

I soon evacuate my cubicle.

I’m leaving on a jet plane,

landing in an office.


That’s right, when I return to Connecticut, it’s out of the cubicle and into a real office. Nevermind that it’ll be whatever office is open at any given moment and that it won’t really be mine. That’s so totally irrelevant.

Shut up.

Curse of the Daily Updated

August 7, 2008

Curse of the daily updated:

verse is hard when you’ve been entrenched in prose.

no matter, post-its abound-

and sentences don’t fit.


Yeah, I’ve been on a fiction kick lately. We’ll see how it turns out. In the meantime–


Daydreaming of paper bag smiles:

scrawled numbers like candy in wax tissue.

If only they weren’t yours,

cafeteria boy.


Yeah, I attract winners. He’s got to be 50, too. There’s one set of digits I promptly lost.

I love author tours…

August 6, 2008

If ever on a book tour, please:

provide the audience with jello shots.

The laughs will be heartier,

the questions more intense.


More reason why everyone should go and read All about Lulu. Also included on the menu were mini hot dogs, mini donuts, marshmallow and jujubee skewers, and twinkies. We were a happy happy audience. (And the book sounds great.)