Why do I write? Why does she paint? In my study, I’m surrounded by artwork—by my daughter-in-law, my mother, grandmother, and my best friend. Their pieces inspire me, but they also make me wonder why one person becomes an artist and another a writer. Is it because the world calls to us in different ways?…

“Always be writing,” my agent told me when we had our first phone call. I already knew this. Of course, I knew this. I’ve been a writer my whole life. Writing is the only way I know how to be. But the way he said it reminded me of that line from the 1992 film…

Why create a website and blog now? Because when the articles you wrote years ago are scattered over the floor and you have to tiptoe around them, something’s wrong. “Don’t you have a list of all the articles you wrote?” my husband asks from the doorway. Don’t I wish. When you’re in the middle of…