I turn 40-years-old today, December the Second, and for some reason this age is supposed to bother me. Social commentary has preached from its pulpit for so long that 40 is a hard age for women, that women dread watching the 9 turn to 0, and they will do anything…
I am delighted to have Wendy Garfinkle guest post on my page. She is one of the most genuine people I know and I am love talking to her about everything from grammar and usage to fairy tales and Jewish mysticism. I am blown away by her knowledge and I…
When I first Monochrome by H.M. Jones, I felt like I met an author who knew my life story. H.M. and I hit it off right away when we began working together under the old Gravity Imprint with the now defunct Booktrope Publishing. That’s what it is like when you…
Abuse recovery is the process by which survivors try to find their “normal.” Growing up with alcoholic and abusive parents, I don’t want to “recover” my past; rather, I want to find out who I am aside from the trauma that I have experienced. I spent twenty years hiding from…
We have created an impossible standard under which to achieve happiness as adults. I am primarily referring to an epidemic that spreads faster than head lice and it’s this idea of authenticity or being true to yourself. I suppose this is where I should insert my disclaimer that in no way…
I’m on a new mission: Care for Wendy (ME!!) The idea of self-care never really presented itself to me. I always called it “me time,” but never really had a definition other than it was time I reserved for myself to read or watch TV or whatever. Then, several months…
