Lisa Scottoline and her daughter Francesca Serritella write a column, Chick Wit, for The Sunday Inquirer's Arts&Entertainment section. Lisa is a New York Times best-selling novelist with some 30 million copies in print worldwide. She won the Edgar Award for suspense writing, and is the president of the Mystery Writers of America. She is a Philadelphia native who lives in Chester County with four dogs, two cats, and several chickens. Visit Lisa at www.scottoline.com.
Francesca Serritella graduated cum laude from Harvard University, where she won the Thomas Temple Hoopes Prize, the Le Baron Russell Briggs Fiction Prize, and the Charles Edmund Horman Prize for her creative writing. She is working on a novel, and lives in New York with only one dog, so far. Visit Francesca at www.francescaserritella.com.
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Lisa Scottoline: A gummi addict and healthier for it
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My life just changed in a good way. In fact, in a great way. By gummi vitamins.
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Lisa Scottoline: With Mother Mary sick, healthy dose of fighting breaks out
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We begin when Mother Mary falls seriously ill and has to be rushed to the hospital. Don’t worry, this will get funny by the end.
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Lisa Scottoline: What’s harder than buying jewelry for Mother Mary? Try sheets
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Mother Mary and bed linens have a long and storied history. You may recall that a few years ago, she refused to use the sheets that Brother Frank bought her, because there were bats printed on the fitted sheet and a life-size Batman on the flat sheet.
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Francesca Serritella: Not overcome by baby fever
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Spring means one thing: babies. My friend and I, plus my dog Pip, were enjoying an outdoor brunch at a restaurant and we were surrounded. Babies in sun hats strapped into strollers, babies hanging their chubby limbs from their Snuglis, babies gurgling on their parents’ laps. The sidewalk was a baby parade. It was distracting.
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Men, women, and not-so-fresh breath
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What's the difference between accepting yourself and giving up? I'm talking of course, about going gray. Because that's what's happening.
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Recreationally rearranging the furniture
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Here's something I do that might be crazy: I rearrange the furniture. Often. Blind people don't stand a chance in my house. And most of the time, neither do I.
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Going gray: A highlight of life?
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What's the difference between accepting yourself and giving up? I'm talking of course, about going gray. Because that's what's happening.
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Mother knows best, like it or not
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I hate it when Mother Mary is right, which is always. We begin a zillion years ago, when I'm a little kid with a bad cold, and Mother Mary goes instantly for the Vicks VapoRub. As a child, I had more Vicks Vapo rubbed on me than most consumptives. My chest was as shiny as a stripper's and even more fragrant.
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Chick Wit: Content and at peace, just being
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If you're worried about Spunky, you needn't be. I got this. And since I'm in a post-op life-lessons mood, I learned another one, this time from a cat.
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