Jun 8, 2026 | A Day In My Life
What’s a day like for me now? Certainly, different than when I was working in the kid’s boutique in Malibu. But then Franklin Indiana is nothing like Malibu. The one thing they have in common is being adjacent to water. Malibu has the Pacific Ocean and Franklin has...
Jun 5, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Occupation: Private Investigator Nicholas Moore’s Detective Agency was the fifteenth door of the day, and it was only ten in the morning. I’d been looking for a job for weeks, and my knuckles were calloused from knocking on so many doors. I shivered before knocking....
Jun 4, 2026 | A Day In My Life
“Good girl” is not exactly what you say when your mini dachshund trots home alone from a walk with your fourteen-year-old nieces and drops a velvet pouch in your lap. Especially when the pouch contains an eight-carat flawless red diamond, known as the Red Tear of...
Jun 2, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Nowadays people assume I was named after the famous tennis champion. Not so. My parents, devoted fans of Frankie Avalon and the Four Seasons, thought it clever to name me Venus and my twin sister Sherrie. This morning, as my alarm rings and The Beatles’ “Good Day...
May 29, 2026 | A Day In My Life
Alene made a pot of coffee, started a pancake batter, and texted her boyfriend, who called back within moments. He felt marginally improved, he said, and it was still just a cold. His daughter had come home late again, and he hadn’t slept well. Alene scraped bean...
May 28, 2026 | A Day In My Life
An interview of New Oslo’s nonagenarian Prunn Sisters. Tessa Treslow: “Okay, you’ll speak into this. Deeda will use it in her podcast.” Olive Prunn: “Podcast. Like we’re shucking peas.” Ginny Prunn: “That’s a good one, Olive.” Olive: “I can be funny.” Ginny: “Not...
