love

“Fluctuat nec mergitur:” Tossed but not sunk

I have trouble sleeping these days. I receive too many messages from Paris beginning with “I am not OK.” Things will never be the same, they say. But the same…

Personal Paradise: Cordova Bay

These were taken the Cordova Bay beach, off the Agate Lane access road. This is a glorious, long beach, with lots of sand to walk on at low tide and…

What is love?

“I have three very quick questions—no right or wrong,” he starts off. “Okay,” I say, feeling a little blindsided. This is not how most of my interviews start out. The…

Who has time for love? Lust is much less commitment

When we say love, what are we talking about? Porn is easy to find. Music videos are more and more explicit. The ‘hook-up’ has become accepted and normal. As I…