If you are looking for Abby Ellin, journalist/author/former fat-camper/compulsive traveler/occasional mountain climber/aspiring cellist/ice cream namer then you are in the right place. She was a keen observer of pretty much everything and way ahead of herself, especially with her willingness to expose her struggles–eating disorders, alcoholism, romantic entanglements, shoe obsession–in print.
My editor was Caroline Knapp, who was–and still is–one of the funniest, most emotionally raw writers I’ve ever read.
During this time I temped at various companies around the city and used their offices as my very own Freelance Factory–which is to say I may have borrowed their supplies to send cover letters and clips to magazines like .
Perhaps there is a reason both publications are now defunct.
The book got a lot of attention–it was excerpted in the , and promoted on TV and radio. ) My forthcoming book, “Duped,” (Public Affairs/Hachette, 2018) is based on my 2015 cover story for , on duplicity. In addition to the above-mentioned magazines and newspapers, my work has been featured in and twelve of my words popped up in the Six-Word Memoir collections (“Jew-born. Years ago I received the Sword of Hope award from the American Cancer Society for a story I wrote on breast cancer.
It was also a finalist for the Books for a Better Life award, and optioned by Sony Television. I am always eager to hear more happy tales of betrayal, so feel free to email me. More recently, I won a prize from the American Society of Journalists and Authors for my March, 2008 article on my disastrous Lasik surgery. My nomadic tendencies never disappeared, and I’ve written stories in exotic locales like India, Cuba, North and South Africa, Brazil, Argentina, Chile, Ecuador, Russia, the Middle East (where I lived for a year), Europe, the Caribbean and the good old United States of America.
Sometimes I get to do really cool things, like when I met Leonard Nimoy, of Spock fame. ) I’ve often crashed strangers’ weddings for the column, which I have been known to call “Other People’s Happiness.” In 2002 I wrote a piece for Marie Claire called “Could You Go Undercover For the CIA? Ben Affleck has since made a little film about him, called “Argo.” Then my Career ADD kicked in, and in 2005 I published ), was part memoir of said SIX years at fat camp–Colang! –as well as an investigation into what works, and what doesn’t, when it comes to helping kids lose weight.
Both were at the opening of Alan Cumming's Hedison was with De Generes for about three years before things ended in 2004.In 1994 I hightailed it to Manhattan and shacked up with a (gay) college buddy named–I swear! We were just like Will and Grace except our neighbor was not Sean Hayes but a sign-language interpreter with exceptionally loud vocal chords.Perhaps she forgot that we were not hearing impaired.While I enjoyed writing for women’s magazines–they paid pretty well (though they haven’t really increased their rates since then)–I always felt a little like Farrah Fawcett during her business section about boot camp for executives.The story ran; I framed it and hung it on my kitchen wall, figuring it was a one-shot deal.But even if their generation enjoyed more certainty than our Generation X does, I suspect that many of their big decisions required great acts o...