I feel the pressure to do. In all aspects of my life. I feel an expectation, across the board, to accomplish, to experience, to produce, to communicate. Is this a symptom of contemporary life? Must one always be doing? Be engaged? Be actively participating? I went to grad school wanting to write. I left grad […]Read More The pressure to Do
Apparently my kid is a handful. He spent a week with his Grammy and his Gramps in New England, and Dave and I went to pick him up at the end of the week. They’re pretty crazy about him, and enjoyed having him around, which makes me endlessly happy and grateful. But keeping up with […]Read More My kid is a handful
I don’t remember the last time we were alone together. For a couple of insanely private people, people who, for years, would not answer the phone when it rang (land line), would not answer the door if we were not expecting anyone, and had a well-established telephone ring code so the one who was home […]Read More Where’s my kid?
Christina Roussos and Jenny Lane are working on a new devised theater project, based on a story of a girl who disappeared in the 1930s, and they’re collecting stories of women who have left, to use as inspiration. They asked me to write one, to share on the blog Reasons for Leaving, and since I […]Read More I leave everything.
YMCA Bike Trip, Cape Cod and the Islands There were a bunch of us in the kitchen. The people I’d come with were playing some weird hypnosis game on the grass outside after which there was talk about saying Bloody Mary five times fast into a pitch black bathroom mirror. By the kitchen stairs, it […]Read More Side trips: YMCA Bike Trip, Cape Cod and the Islands