The chandelier in my parlor scatters light across marble floors. I watch men study these patterns, transfixed by how something broken can appear so beautiful. This fascination with fragmented brilliance rather than its source captures what I’ve learned about infidelity through years of observation. Men rarely cheat because they’ve found something better. They cheat because…
In my decades as an intimate observer of human desire, I’ve encountered one truth repeatedly: fantasies are rarely about what they appear to be on the surface. The executive who dreams of submission isn’t seeking weakness; the devoted partner who imagines strangers isn’t craving infidelity. Our erotic imagination speaks in symbols, metaphors, and emotional shorthand…
There exists a curious suspension between completing a manuscript and seeing it manifest as a physical object in the world. Like the pause between exhalation and inhalation, this void contains both endings and beginnings, both death and birth. Today, as More Than You Might Imagine finds its way into readers’ hands, I find myself dwelling in…
Reflections from Monaco The Mediterranean light has a quality unlike anywhere else revealing surfaces while somehow simultaneously illuminating what lies beneath them. As I sit on my terrace overlooking Monaco’s harbor, watching light dance across water that shifts between turquoise and navy depending on depth and angle, I’m reminded how this same principle applies to…