Virginia was the place where we — my constantly breaking and broken family — were most settled and intact.
And around every corner I seemed to stumble across something to hold my attention – and that of my constantly changing roll call of friends, when they weren't heading off to catch another band.
But if I look at my constantly growing network of female colleagues and friends opting to do their own thing, and coming up against this, here's some thoughts: Ask other professional women – employed and self-employedabout your experience.
My constantly refilled glass of Coca-Cola was another.
I'm all for tough games, but this one's absence of an engaging early story made connecting with my (constantly getting killed) character impossible.
In a blog entry prior to this one ("Maybe I'm Not So Bad at Dating"), I wrote, "I hope to tell you about guys I really like and who have the potential of something long-term," as opposed to my constantly humorous dating stories about men with no real staying power.
