
Mature Singles and the Technology of Love
Has life as a mature single become tiresome and awkward—“awk” as my twenty-something daughter would say? Does online dating feel like an investment of time
A writer, blogger, mother, medical interpreter, bookaholic, grandmother, shower singer, translator, tea-aholic and an aspiring songwriter. Still writing her novel and wants to write at least one good song.
Has life as a mature single become tiresome and awkward—“awk” as my twenty-something daughter would say? Does online dating feel like an investment of time
This is a story about three dramas of domestic violence–in London, England, a beautiful villa in France, and Compton, California. One is a scandal, one
Are you old enough to remember that old Harley Davidson ad about “four tons of hot steel between your legs?” We may all have fantasies
It’s where it all begins—the coffee date–a casual, risk-free way to meet your online prospects with minimum investment of time and energy. It’s supposed to
Naked bodies soaking in hot tubs under the California sun. Consciousness-raising (with and without hallucinogens), self-awareness at any price-—Esalen in the 1960s. Fritz Perls, founder
We all think we have problems. But are they problem problems–or are they First World Problems? I’m singing the First World Blues. A company that
The goal of every self-respecting Boomer is to live forever, physically fit and sexually active, taking up space on the planet, no matter how many Millennials are currently
This should be the beginning of a meet cute, a rom-com, the story of a single female boomer, three surgeons, and my Temporary Disability
Has life as a mature single become tiresome and awkward—“awk” as my twenty-something daughter would say? Does online dating feel like an investment of time
This is a story about three dramas of domestic violence–in London, England, a beautiful villa in France, and Compton, California. One is a scandal, one
Are you old enough to remember that old Harley Davidson ad about “four tons of hot steel between your legs?” We may all have fantasies
It’s where it all begins—the coffee date–a casual, risk-free way to meet your online prospects with minimum investment of time and energy. It’s supposed to
Naked bodies soaking in hot tubs under the California sun. Consciousness-raising (with and without hallucinogens), self-awareness at any price-—Esalen in the 1960s. Fritz Perls, founder
We all think we have problems. But are they problem problems–or are they First World Problems? I’m singing the First World Blues. A company that
The goal of every self-respecting Boomer is to live forever, physically fit and sexually active, taking up space on the planet, no matter how many Millennials are currently
This should be the beginning of a meet cute, a rom-com, the story of a single female boomer, three surgeons, and my Temporary Disability
Has life as a mature single become tiresome and awkward—“awk” as my twenty-something daughter would say? Does online dating feel like an investment of time
This is a story about three dramas of domestic violence–in London, England, a beautiful villa in France, and Compton, California. One is a scandal, one
Are you old enough to remember that old Harley Davidson ad about “four tons of hot steel between your legs?” We may all have fantasies
It’s where it all begins—the coffee date–a casual, risk-free way to meet your online prospects with minimum investment of time and energy. It’s supposed to
Naked bodies soaking in hot tubs under the California sun. Consciousness-raising (with and without hallucinogens), self-awareness at any price-—Esalen in the 1960s. Fritz Perls, founder
We all think we have problems. But are they problem problems–or are they First World Problems? I’m singing the First World Blues. A company that
The goal of every self-respecting Boomer is to live forever, physically fit and sexually active, taking up space on the planet, no matter how many Millennials are currently
This should be the beginning of a meet cute, a rom-com, the story of a single female boomer, three surgeons, and my Temporary Disability