Apr 29, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Call me Pru, Pru Marlowe. But, please, don’t call me crazy. Yes, maybe you did see me talking to my cat just now. That’s Wallis, the dignified tabby on the windowsill. And, yes, it was more than just the usual “what does li’l pussums want for lunch?” You’ve got to...
Apr 26, 2013 | A Day In My Life
“Faith Fairchild was drunk. Soused, sloshed, schnockered, pickled, potted, and looped—without a single sip of alcohol having crossed her lips. She was drunk on Rome. Intoxicating, inebriating Rome.” This is how Katherine Hall Page has described me in the...
Apr 25, 2013 | A Day In My Life
It took half an hour of delving through store shelves before I found the perfect card. A young man on it looked out of focus in his cap and gown. He held a diploma. The caption read Son, know that I’m proud. Inside were words I could also have said: “I...
Apr 24, 2013 | A Day In My Life
I sat with a tall, cold beer at the end of the day, feeling like I’d earned it. I shook my head at myself, relieved, disgusted, and amused. Exhausted, too. I’d been putting off the project for weeks, and after long-distance threats from my best friend, Holly Wilson,...
Apr 23, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Somewhere around the cargo pants I ran out of hangers, which was why I was surrounded with seven pair of pants, or twenty-eight pockets, when reality hit. Tradava isn’t going to rehire me. It’s been six months since I gave up a high profile buying job and glamorous...
Apr 22, 2013 | A Day In My Life
I got the part. I’m the soprano soloist of the most exciting production of The Messiah to hit Chicago since…ever. David Richards, one of the biggest names in opera, is singing the tenor role. Every opera critique will be there. This is it! My big break. I hope. I...
