My Mother Was A Good Recreational Cook,

Having Been Married So Many Times, I Know That One Of The Few Things I Am An Expert In Is Falling In Love.

Everybody Dies. There’s Nothing You Can Do About It. Whether Or Not You Eat Six Almonds A Day. Whether Or Not You Believe In God. (although There’s No Question A Belief In God Would Come In Handy. It Would Be Great To Think There’s A Plan, And That Everything Happens For A Reason. I Don’t Happen To Believe That. And Every Time One Of My Friends Says To Me, “everything Happens For A Reason,” I Would Like To Smack Her.)

To State The Obvious, Romantic Comedies Have To Be Funny And They Have To Be Romantic. But One Of The Most Important Things, For Me Anyway, Is That They Be About Two Strong People Finding Their Way To Love.

The Function Of A Blog Is On Some Level To Start A Conversation That You're Not Involved In Any More Because You've Already Had Your Say. That Thing Of Coming Right Off The News - Did You See What I Saw This Morning, Can You Believe It? - Has A Kind Of Fun Appeal.

I Am A Writer And A Feminist, And The Two Seem To Be Constantly In Conflict.... Ever Since I Became Loosely Involved With It, It Has Seemed To Me One Of The Recurring Ironies Of This Movement That There Is No Way To Tell The Truth About It Without, In Some Small Way, Seeming To Hurt It.