Now I feel like a liar.

Twice a week for 10 weeks I gear up to deliver confidence-surging lectures about talent, curiosity, flexibility and intelligent athleticism being the keys to a great writing career. This spring I aim to truthfully inspire my Magazine Storytelling class of 14 women and...

Inundated to the point of deluge about resolutions, predictions and trends for this new year, I do not want to add to the messy mix. But I do want to chime in to herald the need for more great ideas, personally and universally.

I want to help my students come...

Has social media marked the death of effective denial? Will texting, Twitter, Facebook, youtube and Skype serve as deterrents to unethical behavior?

Ask former Republican presidential hopeful Herman Cain if he believed text messages would end his bid for the White House. Ask Sharon Smalls,...

"You will have 'victim' on your name tag for the rest of your life."

She said it crisply, curtly. I imagine her intent was to perhaps save me from what she perceived as a career-ending move. She and I were friends from college, and I respected her personally and...

Given all of the hoopla around Breast Cancer awareness, it's easy to think when you're diagnosed that you will immediately be enveloped in a fluffy pink cloud of support where everyone and anyone you encounter urges you to endure, overcome, buck up, beat the odds and cheerily join in the...

I waited a few days to write this. Perhaps I should have waited longer. Maybe forever.

I don't want to appear in any way to diminish the cataclysmic grief and horror experienced by the children of 9/11, those who woke in the morning with in-tact families -- mothers and...

I spent my summer vacation.

While some of my friends and acquaintances, and even my sons, have rich tales of travels from California to China, Hungary to Rio de Janeiro, I spent only money. I spent thousands of dollars staying home and fixing stuff, much of it...

My pink vinyl bag has a laminated ID card on it with my alias: Mich The Masher. The bag fits my knee pads, elbow pads, wrist pads and mouth guard. The shiny black helmet (now I am wishing I bought the pink one) with the skull stickers goes in...

The American Dream has become a muddled enterprise. Tossed around in campaign rhetoric, some label it a political notion. Others connect it to financial prosperity and the equation of education plus job plus home-ownership. On a gaggle of television shows this summer, star-blinded aspirants see the dream as a forum...