Entries by The Stiletto Gang

Who Defines Me?

By Evelyn David I was talking to a friend whose oldest child is in the midst of the college admissions/decision process. Needless to say, it’s very different from when I was a senior in high school. Granted that was a minimum of a million years ago, but if you weren’t going to the state university, […]

When Salsa and Writing Collide

I have to learn to salsa dance.  By Saturday.  While wearing heels. I can’t reveal the reason for this challenge but suffice it to say that the continuation of life as we know it depends on me being able to remain upright while dancing to Tito Puente.  Oh, and did I mention that fifty percent […]

A Bit from the Older Woman of the Gang

Reading Laura Spinella’s post about her mother made me realize once again, how much older I am than all the other members of this Stiletto Gang. As I wrote in the comment to Laura’s post, I know her mother still feels young inside no matter how many years she’s been on this planet, I know […]

This Old House

By Evelyn David My house is almost a hundred years old. We bought it from the estate of the woman who, with her husband, had it built. Just walking in the door, I could feel the good karma. The parents had raised seven children here. As we wandered through, the realtor described the festive family […]

Ellery Queen

by Jeffery Marks Why I am going with Ellery Queen next… Way back when (or during my teen years, as I prefer to call it), I fell in love with mysteries. Not a passing fancy or a crush, but head over heels with the genre. In the 1970s, when I was first introduced to the […]

Missing: One Brain

by Bethany Maines The Girls all got together last weekend. We drooped around the place like we were wearing white dresses and existing in the opening chapter of the Great Gatsby, while our dudes seemed to be full of unending pep and chit-chatted the night away. This might be because the girls over-committed to weekend […]

Pajama Day

by: Joelle Charbonneau My son loves preschool and for good reason.  He gets to hang around with people his size, play games, do arts and crafts, sing songs, read books and get snacks all during a 2 ½ hour period.  It makes me want to go to preschool.  Molding Playdough sounds soothing. Occasionally, the preschool […]

A Royal Murder

By Evelyn David I don’t want to trivialize the reality of someone being murdered, but I can already envision the Saturday Night Live skit. Guest star Helen Mirren (who played the Queen so well in the movie of the same title) is being grilled by Sherlock Holmes and Watson (think Robert Downey, Jr. and Jude […]

My Writing Resolutions for 2012

by Susan McBride I used to make New Year’s resolutions annually.  Until I realized I didn’t really stick to them.  By the end of January, they were forgotten, buried under deadlines and other craziness.  This year, I’m not even going to try to pin down things in my personal life that I’d like to tackle, […]