Don’t wander into your husband’s office weeks before your birthday and discover printouts of longhaired dachshunds on his desk. It’s supposed to be a surprise. Make … Continue reading The Care and Feeding of Longhaired Dachshunds: A User’s Manual
For Christmas, I gave my 13-year-old daughter a pair of glasses that look like something Alice found in Wonderland. They’re Sweet Tart pink, washed in iridescence, … Continue reading The Glasses
Angel dust. I was ten when I heard these words spoken by my mother, under her breath, in that scary tone she used to reference something … Continue reading Angel Dust
I don’t want to put away my white jeans. It’s still too miserable outside for faux fur jackets or anything black. In San Antonio, the heat … Continue reading Listening for the Lotus
We’re driving my older daughter’s car from Texas to New York, packed with everything that she and her sister need for their freshman and sophmore years at … Continue reading Road Trip Wisdom
I was feeling shabby as I followed our chic guide up the stairs of the Doge Palace. The Scala d’Oro ascends in a lavish profusion of … Continue reading A Day in Venice
When I was in my twenties, I couldn’t understand how my grandmother kept losing things. Continue reading Sisters in Oblivion
It’s a manifesto for a new style of writing, the anti-novel, more like a collage, which is reflective of today’s world. Continue reading Bright Splinters: Notes from Reality Hunger
Yes, in the 80s, we wore miniskirts, but we didn’t pair them with stilettos and crop tops, looking like we just walked off the set of Gossip Girl. Continue reading Beyond the Rainbow
When I’m wondering if my college-aged daughter made it home safely from a party, I have to realize it is a form of worry, not a real fear. Continue reading Unraveling the Worry Beads
