One Word

I was born a wordsmith. There was never a time I remember that I wasn't writing. Early on in life, words became my savior, my sword with which to fight even my most egregious life battles. I have an immense respect for language, for words. Words in and of themselves, when coupled with the appropriate … Continue reading One Word

When the Apple Falls far From the Tree, Does it Hurt?

Me and the future father of my children were discussing baby names yesterday for our as yet unconceived alarmingly attractive children that we will be having in the future. The conversation resurfaced throughout most of our day together as we walked around the city and I bought shoes (yes, I know I didn't need any … Continue reading When the Apple Falls far From the Tree, Does it Hurt?