May 15, 2013 | A Day In My Life
My name is Nikki Latrelle. I’m a twenty-three-year-old female jockey, who ran away from home ten years ago when my mom died and left me in the hands of a pedophile stepfather. That night, I climbed a fence onto Pimlico racetrack and slept in a stall with a surprised...
May 14, 2013 | A Day In My Life
When I was a teenager, I wanted to be Girl Keanu Reeves. I didn’t really want to be Girl Keanu Reeves so much as I wanted to be Girl Johnny Utah, rookie FBI agent in Point Break or Girl LAPD officer Jack Traven in Speed. My father, the police chief (and mayor) in my...
May 13, 2013 | A Day In My Life
My name is Deputy Candace Carson of the Mercy Police Department in upstate South Carolina. A few years ago the woman who was to become my best friend moved to Mercy from Texas. We’ve been through a bunch a stuff together ever since, mostly murder investigations....
May 11, 2013 | A Day In My Life
The first hour of my day is pretty much always the same: up, bathroom, kitchen, kettle, coffee, then a quick “Cheers” to my Mum and Dad. Their ashes sit in matching urns on the mantelpiece of my little house on Burnaby Mountain, in British Columbia. After two coffees...
May 10, 2013 | A Day In My Life
“Four little judges, judging for TV. One swinging from the mast, and then there were three. Three little judges, tasting wine and roux. One couldn’t swim, and then there were two. . .” TOPPED CHEF I should be honest with you right? Here’s the truth:...
May 9, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Some days, I still can’t believe I traded in my Dolce & Gabbana pumps for a chef’s hat. Not that I wear a chef’s hat when I bake dog and cat treats for my very best friends, but you know what I mean. I’m Stan Connor, and I live in Frog Ledge, Connecticut. Before...
