I Love Kale So Much I Could Write a Poem About It

A delish garnish,A mean green… Yeah, I’m going to stop trying to write poetry. Or I might come back to it at three a.m. when I’m suddenly inspired. (I probably won’t. I mean, who wants to get up at three to write about kale? Also, this post will be published by then.) Anyway. This post?Continue reading “I Love Kale So Much I Could Write a Poem About It”

This is not who I was supposed to be.

If you’d told me, back when I was twenty-something, that in my fifties I’d be a romance novelist who got up at 5 am to write, practiced yoga, didn’t drink whiskey, and was well along the road to veganism, I’d have laughed. And then raised a glass of Jim Beam in a toast over aContinue reading “This is not who I was supposed to be.”