Kate Ryan

His mind rode the lines, circling on an endless loop to nowhere as he attempted to go about his activities.

Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.

Hollywood continues to flounder in a dick-sucking frenzy of self-congratulatory white male directors, writers, and producers.

“You are the naked girl on horse, yes?” he said, approaching her table from across the café patio.

Is flagging potentially offensive material taking the PC movement too far?

Alma couldn’t understand why her Yelp reviews were so dismal. She didn’t advertise herself as a magician. She was a hair stylist.

My tights are cutting me in half at the waist . . . just like a sausage in its casing.

"No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."

One of my biggest fears is having a random stranger ask me, "how it’s going?" They might as well ask if I’d like to step into their van and get murdered.

She gropes for attention while he dies in the other room.