Day: August 27, 2007

…was that my mirrors was actually a two-way talking device. I’d have conversations with myself in my mirror, pretending that it was a friend I was talking to, even if it was an imaginary friend (I had no Imaginary Friend, named, per se, but plenty of people who could have been on the other end … Read more

Sometimes a writing breakthrough comes in dreams, I’ve heard, but never experienced it until I woke up this morning. I don’t have time to go into detail, but basically I had the weirdest dream that involved a party at Cheryl Klein’s house (who I’ve never met) and an old friend from Boston who I never … Read more