Behind the Scenes

(This is the first in a series of posts highlighting the members of the Sirens who graciously sat down with me for interviews as I was...

One of my favorite Yiddish words is sitzfleisch. Its literal meaning is “sitting-flesh” (a.k.a. your gluteus maximus) and it refers to...

Sometimes I think I should be banned from reading the Sunday New York Times, or perusing the back issues of The New Yorker piling up next...