Submitted, for your consideration: A Struggle of Not Struggling. (Prepare to resist the urge to scream and break things.) It’s one of those articles where you see the headline and realize you’re walking right into the biggest train wreck you’ve seen all day. And I see a lot of train wrecks. I actually love train wrecks. [...]
So, let me just get this out of the way: OH MY GOD YOU GUYS I’M ON THE COVER OF USA TODAY. No, really. My picture (taken by Brett Roseman) is just below the USA Today logo, front and center, above the fold. I am writer Hadley Malcolm’s lead source in a story called “The [...]
I read this article yesterday while I was at brunch. (Ha-ha, white girl on the North Side of Chicago out to brunch, reading about Trayvon Martin. GET OVER IT.) And I got to thinking: America’s kind of an awful place. I’m so disheartened sometimes that I don’t even know what to say. The 911 calls began [...]
Just before I moved to New York in 2006 — at least a lifetime and a half ago — my mom slipped a big, dark-blue envelope into my carry-on. I found it after I got to the airport. It was heavy and thick, filled with huge prints of her and my stepdad, my sister’s senior [...]
The Rolling Stones recorded most of Exile on Main Street in a villa in the south of France called Nellcôte. Crazy shit went down at Nellcôte. It’s rumored that Nazis occupied it and tortured locals in the basement. Apparently, while the Stones were recording Exile, there was a pretty wild house party there one night. [...]
For the past three months, off and on, I’ve been reading a beautiful cloth-bound, hardcover copy of Jane Eyre. I’ve only recently recommitted myself to reading every day; when I was working in a 9-to-5, the drudgery of words on a screen, the teasing blink of a cursor, and the dizzying lines of black serif-tailed [...]
Oh, hello. First of all, I… Okay, no, wait. FIRST of all, thank you all so much for reading my post yesterday. I’m pretty sure that besides the breastfeeding fiasco of 2010, yesterday’s post got the most hits I’ve ever had in a single day. The comments and other feedback I got on that post [...]
My day yesterday? Yoga at 9, personal training (kill me) at noon. A sweaty walk downtown made no more bearable by the homeless man who sauntered up to me and started to sing and dance while I was on the phone with my grandmother. A surprise Twitter-follower stalk at a coffee shop near my apartment. [...]
Third Eye Blind released their first album just before I finished middle school. That summer, I met the boy who can be best described — in silly, clichéd terms, anyway — as my high school sweetheart. We were best friends, I guess, who held hands in the hallway and dropped notes through the slats in [...]