Kate Ryan

It was a tradition of theirs. When siblings Sue and Johnny went home to their mother’s for Christmas, they watched the 11 o’clock local news.

She knows you’re not supposed to call it an “it,” but she honestly can’t tell if it’s a boy or girl or . . . undecided.

As an Uber driver, I have the privilege of talking to and eavesdropping on a sampling of L.A.’s finest, ranging from the clinically insane to the simply self-absorbed. As a writer, there is no end to the amount of inspiration my passengers provide.

Recently, it was announced that the Ocean’s Eleven remake will be ladies-only too. Could it be that we’ve embarked on an era in which women take center stage?

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

12:48 AM. Why would someone schedule an exorcism for the middle of a weeknight?

Surviving the Apocalypse didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy a little romance.

Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.

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

She closed in on the open pores enlarged ten times their normal size by a high magnification pocket mirror.