Coming Up for Air
I’ve been a bit quiet lately because I’ve been in the proverbial cave, writing my next book. But now it’s almost done, and we will have a landing page up […]
Everyone’s Been Asking Who’s Right at CBS. That’s the Wrong Question.
The CBS story is being told as a fight. I’d tell it as a system. Scott Pelley versus Bari Weiss. Who’s right, who’s the villain, who threw the first punch. […]
The Year I Didn’t Want to Skip Strawberries
My husband, Roger, grew up on a berry farm in Maryland. His teenage and college summers were spent growing, tending to, and picking strawberries. He knows what they need and […]
115 Feet and One Way Down
I almost didn’t go. I told myself it was preparation — that I needed more time to get ready for my keynote. But if I’m honest, I was shrinking back. […]
The Luckiest Place to Be (+ a gift for you)
This past Sunday, within the span of a single hour, luck found me twice. First: I was waiting in a hotel lobby when Sidney Crosby walked by. (Yes. That Sidney […]
I Hit Send This Morning
I hit send this morning. I submitted the manuscript for my next book to my publisher, Page Two. Kendra, my editor there, will undoubtedly have lots and lots of comments. […]
Your Brain Thinks Your Future Self Is a Stranger
Here’s how to change that, with one letter. It’s February, and if there is one thing I’ve learned after years of disrupting myself, it’s this: It’s never too late to […]
Two Invitations. Two Yeses.
I wore my daughter’s hockey pants the day after Christmas. Padded. Bulky. And exactly what I needed. Miranda took up hockey a year ago after watching the Penguins play. She […]
What I Learned About Myself From 23 Unexpected Writing Questions
Every so often, someone asks you a question that makes you pause—not because you don’t know the answer, but because answering it helps you discover something true about yourself. That […]
The Friends You Meet Twice
Last weekend, something wonderful happened: friends came to visit. But not just any friends. These were a special kind of friends—people we met when our adult lives were just beginning. […]