I have no illusions about life in Charleston. I hate the heat and humidity, the backwards politics, the overt and subtle racism. And yet I am steering my car straight into the belly of the beast.

Friends often swear that they will always be there for one another… In Jenna’s case, she was about to put her friendships to the ultimate test. She was sick, and she needed them to help her commit a sin.

I survived a month of columns. I put myself out there and swam. Ok, it was more like a doggie paddle, but I didn’t sink, and that is the important thing.

I’ve been sitting at this computer for hours. I have a platform. But now I am having second thoughts about the whole thing.

When you do what you do, you get what you get. That is what my mother used to tell me as a kid. Her version of karma, maybe. Lately, I’m starting to see it as something else.

I started taking things off the walls, and clearing out my desk, and the more I put in my boxes, the more excited I became. Before too long, my secretary Alicia had come to the door to ask what was going on.