Kathryn Williams

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Kathryn Williams

I'm a freelance writer and editor who took a leap of faith from New York City to Nashville, Tennessee. I've published two young adult novels, <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.amazon.com/Debutante-Kathryn-Williams/dp/142310045X" target="_blank"><strong>The Debutante</strong></a> and <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Summer-Kathryn-Williams/dp/1423101286/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1263148549&amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"><strong>The Lost Summer</strong></a>, as well as an advice/humor book about living with roommates, <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.amazon.com/Roomies-Sharing-Friends-Strangers-Freaks/dp/0811865916/ref=pd_sim_b_5" target="_blank"><strong>Roomies: Sharing Your Home with Friends, Strangers and Total Freaks</strong></a>. I'm currently procrastinating on my next novel by spilling my guts to DivineCaroline.com. I've written for Newsweek, The New York Observer, NewYorkMag.com, and Shecky's, among other publications. I blog for the teen site <a rel="nofollow" href="http://community.sparknotes.com/" target="_blank">SparkLife</a>. I'm a Taurus who likes dogs with smooshed-in faces, drinking before lunch, and shameless self-promotion. Please check out my website: <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.kathrynswilliams.com" target="_blank">www.kathrynswilliams.com</a>.

Stories by Kathryn Williams

We all remember the kid in elementary school who used to lord over the playground like a pint-sized fascist dictator. Perhaps he was an early bloomer...
One of my favorite Saturday Night Live skits of the nineties was “Daily Affirmation with Stuart Smalley,” wherein a blonde-wigged,...
In July 2009, the X Games celebrated their fifteenth anniversary in Los Angeles, with over 111,000 thrill seekers in attendance, almost three times...
There are three things that remind me of my father’s car: the Beach Boys, ChapStick, and a clock that is intentionally ten minutes fast. My...
I threw a buzzer at my roommate’s head. He was beating me at what was supposed to be a “friendly” game of Taboo. My old lacrosse...
You’ve probably heard Mondays referred to as “blue,” or a brightly colored shirt as “loud.” For most people, these...
Maybe the fancy gym membership was the first casualty when it came time to cut the fat from your budget. Maybe you’re looking for ways to coax...
I’ve always taken a liberal line on birthdays. To me, they’re the one time of year you get to make it all about you without any guilt....
As a single person, it sometimes feels as if the world is partial to couples. Perhaps you’re like me—tired of checking that “single...
Can a predisposition to worry be inherited? Scientists say yes. Genetics could help explain why many people are predisposed to anxiety and why...
Working from home sounds like the perfect gig. What’s not to like about videoconferencing in your slippers, ditching the daily commute, and...
When I first heard that George W. Bush had not one but two shoes thrown at him by an Iraqi journalist in Baghdad, I laughed quite heartily. That was...
I am loathe to admit I’ve taken life lessons, in any form, from Lindsay Lohan, but bear with me. In 1976 and again in 2003 (thanks to the...
I meditate. I also go to an ashram. I’m watching your reaction right now, because that’s what I’ve learned to do. For a lot of...
I hadn’t gone to the gym seeking answers to life’s existential dilemmas; I’d gone to work off the Pad Thai I’d scarfed down...

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