I’m having one of those weeks. There is a lot of way-too-personal shit happening in my real life that I can’t share in this space. It truly, truly pains me to not be able to write about this because I’m a writer. I write because I enjoy it, of course,…
It fills my heart with nerdy joy that I’m raising three voracious readers. It’s possible, actually, that I may have created monsters. At first it was just Josh, my kid who would stay up all night to finish a book he had already read three times. (Josh, circa midnight, any…
This morning I drove my two daughters and my son to school. Most mornings, we scramble to make sure everyone has the right hats and mitts and boots and indoor shoes and permission slips signed. Most mornings are frantic and messy—especially this past Friday; the kids left for school after…
