“Opened up his little heart Unlocked the lock that kept it dark And read a written warning Saying I’m still mourning Over ghosts Over ghosts Over ghosts Over ghosts that broke my heart before I met you.” —Laura Marling, Ghosts…
smitten
About a month ago, I received a simple text message that read, “I have a guy for you. 32. Vegan. Intelligent. Cute.” At the time, I had all but removed myself from online dating and I stopped paying attention to…
American Heiress review and my time in Newport
It’s rare that I come across a book that really holds my attention cover to cover. I have been recommended so many by friends over the years and I hate to tell them when I don’t like the characters or…
Someone pinch me–I’m syndicated at BlogHer!
To say that syndication has been a dream of mine since I was just a wee Charlotte is a huge understatement. Growing up, I was never a fan of the required history and science courses, but literature classes would make…
A very snowy Halloween weekend
I listened to the pitter patter of raindrops, a welcome relief from the thick wet patches of white flakes that had fallen earlier from the unforgiving wrath of Mother Nature’s unpredictable Autumn course. Halloween weekend in Asbury Park forced us…
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