Pure Sex, Pure Love

The Ramona Quimby Diary was my first journal. I was seven, and helpfully it was fill-in-the-blanks. For most of 1985, I recorded my deepest thoughts and darkest secrets in that red, spiral-bound book: I never practiced piano like I was supposed to. I had a crush on a boy named David.

Pure Sex, Pure Love

I remember receiving that first oversized calligraphied envelope. I was 22 and giddy with excitement as I opened the multiple envelopes, sifted through the tissue…

Pure Sex, Pure Love

“Does God really care if we gained ten pounds over the holidays? Yes!” announces The Dieter’s Prayer Book. “If you’ve struggled with obesity all of…