I started getting zits when puberty hit, around the time I was 11 or 12. By the time I entered 7th grade, I could certifiably be called a “Zit Face.” It wasn’t pretty. In fact, my 7th grade picture was horrifying. And 8th grade wasn’t much better. The scarring remained and the bad image of…
A few weeks before I turned 35, I felt like I was having a heart attack. My heart was beating out of my chest. I was short of breath. I couldn’t walk to the mailbox and back without becoming winded and feeling like I needed to collapse into a heap on the couch. I had…
It isn’t often that I open an issue of California Lawyer with anticipation and excitement. But the cover of a recent issue was emblazoned with a charter school issue with these words: “Charter School Fight Rich v. Even Richer.” So when I picked it up to read it I really was genuinely excited. Imagine my…
It’s been fascinating to read (or listen to) so many books this past year and see what kind of writing is out there and what kind of writing actually gets published. I find it extraordinary that some of these books were actually published, that someone thought these books would sell, or that it was a…