On my daily commute, on the treadmill at the gym, in the shower, in my sleepless nights and lazy mornings; I’m always writing in my head. But to put these imagi...

I had a nice bottle of red wine and a big batch of yesterday’s chili con carne. The perfect excuse for a girls night with my friend Charlie. “Nice guys don’t ge...

The same way there are things that, once they break, can never be put back together -my heart, for example-; there are also things that unexplicably break to ma...

“From big words to nothing.” I should write a book called that. And the subtitle would be The story of my fucking life. “Date Girl” disappeared for ...

I parked my bike outside the bar. I was a couple of minutes late, and my stomach was acting up. Clearly I was nervous. It was the moment of truth, the reality c...