I should have danced (much) less this night

For better or worse, I’ve never been one to shy away from oversharing. I kicked off my publishing career in 2003 by copping to chronic bedwetting in Jane, and followed that up with an essay about crying during a Dove self-esteem commercial. And in late 2011 – just as I fell into investigative journalism – […]

Elijah Wood wet the bed, too

I know this because he told me so. It was the summer of 2003, and after a year of relentlessly pitching Jane magazine, one of the editors finally picked up an essay of mine for their “It Happened to Me” column. The piece – about my life as a chronic bedwetter – was featured in […]