Kate Ryan

Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.

She couldn’t imagine the water she sat in, the water that enveloped her body, wanted to be here.

We all love our dogs. However, some of us take it a little too far, convincing ourselves that our dogs are actually our children. You call your dog your “baby” one day, and the next thing you know, you’re pushing him or her down the street in an expensive stroller. How did we get here? Trust me, it’s a slippery slope. Here are 12 signs you might have a dog-child.

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

At Monster High, Jimmy Werewolf gets another demerit for forgetting to shave again.

Sheila applied widely and on a whim. She needed a job and she needed one fast.

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

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

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

Alison learned from her grandmother how a plastic smile could take you places—especially in a place like Hollywood.