NANCY DAVIDOFF KELTON

Beautiful toasts by our loved ones on Nov. 7, 2009. Beautiful 10 years. Happy Anniversary, Jonathan. I love you and love being married...

On Thursday night, the Village Parade, now in its 44th year, will head up Sixth Avenue, turn onto my street and go by my building. “I...

On his recent Late Show appearance, Paul McCartney didn’t sing. Or say much. He plugged the picture book he wrote. Stephen Colbert held...

I am not sure if I am fasting on Yom Kippur. I probably will. I am sure I got sick last Wednesday and cancelled my Thursday colonoscopy....

At Writers’ Night at a Chelsea bar, my talented friends, Mindy and Stephanie, read their work and my play section with me. The heckler,...

My biker guy, who rode 88 miles for Dana Farber in Massachusetts, rode the Pacific waves in Santa Monica on a boogie board. I boogied in...

I am honored to be reading with these talented writers at Kasteli Cafe on Sept. 9. In addition to reading their work, my friends and...

Inspired by Trump’s claim that he doesn’t have a racist bone in his body, Nicholas Kristof wrote this gem for the NY Times op-ed page. My...

I read “Mr. Know-it-All (The Tarnished Wisdom of a Filth Elder)” by John Waters by the water. The ocean. In Montauk. It went down well...

Still using rainbow plates and napkins from my reading. Some audience and cast members gave me super comments after, while eating the...