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.

Okay, so maybe she didn’t really understand feminism.

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

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She got too high while watching The Bachelor and had a misanthropic breakdown.

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

The case of beer I brought, as my mother explained, is “pure poison” and so I must drink it all by myself.

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.

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.