Kissing in Manhattan
October 13, 2002the only really productive thing i did today was curl up in the big green chair, drink two cups of coffee and read kissing in manhattan, by david schickler. it was, as i’d heard, sharp and funny and touching. it also marked the end of the book drought, i.e., a period in which i am for some reason incapable of finishing any book i start, i’d been having.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
Found your site through blogspot and wanted to say hi