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Twitter: Twitter Flight School, Twitter Ads, ad copy, and tweet copy
BabyCenter: Reviews of baby and children’s products in partnership with Target
California Travel & Tourism: Travel stories
Monterey Convention & Visitor’s Bureau: Travel stories
Old Navy: In-store signage copy
Sunset Custom Publications: Third-party travel stories
Magazines, Newspapers & Journals
San Francisco Chronicle
OZY
New York Times
LA Review of Books
Sunset
Travel & Leisure
Cooking Light
San Francisco Magazine
Anthology Magazine
Marin Magazine
The Gettysburg Review
Seventeen
Glimmer Train
The Sun
San Francisco State University Magazine
Blogs
Trulia: Real estate and home trends
Houzz: Home & design blog focusing on color and interiors
BabyCenter: Momformation parenting blog
TV.com: Television recaps and reviews
Books
The Best Women’s Travel Writing: Volume 11
You Are Not Here and Other Works of Buddhist Fiction
The Risks of Sunbathing Topless: And Other Funny Stories from the Road
Flash Fiction Forward: 80 Very Short Stories
Radio & Other Multi-Media
Clever Mother Writers, The Finch Files
The SF Public School Difference, KQED Perspectives
A Feminist Walks Into a Diet Clinic, All Things Considered, NPR
My Long-Lost Family, Missed Connections storytelling series
Stories & Blogs
OZY
It happened again. I got fat. Including the time I was pregnant with twins and tipped the scales at 205 pounds, this is my — oh gosh — sixth or seventh time achieving extreme chub.
But just so we’re clear, in between my fat years, I am not exactly what you’d call statuesque. My Scandinavian genes are not pooled from the supermodels and tennis stars. We’re more like the people you call when you need potatoes pulled from the frozen soil. We’re a sturdy clan. When I am at my thinnest and fittest, I am a size 8. And I still feel pretty foxy at a comfortable size 10.
Volunteer Vacation
Sunset Magazine
It’s cold and dark and I’m alone in a puny, mildewed tent nursing a blister and some seriously sore triceps. I figure it’s as good a time as any to take stock.
When I decided to take a volunteer vacation, I thought it would be the best of both worlds: the satisfaction that comes from giving selflessly, coupled with the opportunity to spend a week on one of the most beautiful stretches of coastline in the world. But here I am in California’s Big Sur, land of cliffs and sea and naked hippies, having just spent six hours clearing a hillside trail in Limekiln State Park, and something is not quite right.
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