Little Revelations

When I’m paying attention, or perhaps, when I’m over thinking just a little bit, little revelations come to me. Yesterday I was put in a situation that bothered me. I wasn’t entirely sure why at first. A colleague started a story with: “I don’t know if you really want to know, but did you hear…

I should be writing!

And I have been. I’ve been working hard on an outline and rewrite. I’m very happy with the current outline, though I’m struggling a bit with the actual writing. I recently finished editing a collection of short stories, well, except two. There are two rather troublesome stories in the bunch that I keep putting off.…

I pledge allegiance…

On Veteran’s Day, this particular liberal feminist discussed with her son the pledge of allegiance and the history of our flag. He’s a Cub Scout, and it’s part of what he is learning to earn his Bear badge. We did this while waiting for another Scout family to arrive so we could enjoy a bar-b-cue.…

I self-harm. No, I don’t cut.

When people think of self-injurious behaviors, they usually think of cutting. There are so many myths surrounding self-harm, so much shame involved, that most people don’t talk about it. Since I’m a chronic over-sharer these days, I thought I’d breach this taboo topic. Not that I’m the first person. I’ve seen a few articles that have had…