Author Archives: wordnrd63

The Magic of Apple Pie, Revisited

Okay, true confessions time. Novel revisions ongoing, editing projects raining down, new book still not done, Mom still recovering from knee surgery, plus the annual comedy tarot gig with my best bud (and fellow Psychic Psister) Laura Fogelson, aka Cigna … Continue reading

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The Magic of Apple Pie

So here I am on a chilly October Friday in Chicago, working away on revisions to my 1872-era police procedural and juggling that with my latest novel-in-progress, the stolen-baby one (yes, my mind works in these paths; over time I’ve … Continue reading

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On Turning 50

“That time of year thou may’st in me behold, Where yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang…” Okay, hold on. I’m not that old. Yet. A mere half-century. A spring chicken, really. They say the first sixty years are … Continue reading

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Food (Stamps) for Thought

It’s Friday, and it’s been three weeks since the last time I made bread, which means it’s challah time (challah-day?) again. So I spent a chunk of this morning in my kitchen, happily mixing up my usual batch of challah … Continue reading

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Thoughts in a Time of War

It’s Rosh Hashanah, the New Year (if you’re Jewish), two days that celebrate the start of the year 5774. A time when people wish each other a year of sweetness, a year of blessing and peace. The wish for peace … Continue reading

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Comfort Food

I am in my kitchen on this bright Friday morning, surrounded by food. Okay, sure—who wouldn’t be, in a kitchen? But I’m not talking about breakfast cereal in the cabinet, orange juice and milk and deli meat in the fridge, … Continue reading

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The Twelve Dollar Vera Wang, Part 3

“So where is he?” Eva asked Janey when their paths crossed in the industrial-sized gilt-and-marble ladies’ room of the swanky hotel where the reception was. Janey smudged an edge of her freshly applied lipstick with a delicate swipe of her … Continue reading

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