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The freaking grocery store check out line

Last Wednesday was a long day. Some sad things at church, some sad personal things: all exacerbated by hump day at VBS. I was exhausted by the time the girls (3: 8, 6, 1) and I got to the grocery store to pick up dessert and

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I’ve been thinking about the Stanford rape case for weeks. Though the news cycle has moved on; though Orlando ripped our attention, rightly, away; though we are now concerned with Brexit — I keep thinking about Stanford. I was twelve years old when I first

This is actually an environmentally friendly shower head at WPI, but it looks like the one in my memory: https://www.wpi.edu/about/sustainability/rooms.html

The way things were: Or, those locker room showers

On mornings when both of our big girls have to shower before school, we’re in a race against the clock.  Actually, most mornings, we’re in a race against the clock — one unwashed favorite shirt or lack of preferred breakfast options away from the late

Writing is terrible. Just ask the figure in Leonid Pasternak's "Throes of Creation"

Day Job

As a small child, I assumed I would grow up to sing on Broadway, preferably starring alongside Gene Kelly, star of some of my favorite musicals: Singing in the Rain, Brigadoon, and An American in Paris. I was not a little heartbroken when I saw That’s Entertainment! at some point and

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Reviewing Damaged Goods and Virgin Nation

I read Damaged Goods quickly when it came out last winter; when I pitched it as a review, now retired editor Richard Kauffman added on the academic study Virgin Nation. I was grateful for it — the latter is an important book.  But I was in the middle of

These people, for example, all live in my memory, and shaped who I am, and will for years to come, though I never slept with any of them.

On memory

Fidelia’s Sisters, the web magazine of The Young Clergy Women Project, published a thoughtful and vulnerable piece earlier this week, in which a divorced priest spoke about the ways in which she has had to revise her sexual ethics over the years. I’m honestly not

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A Review of Sorts: Not a Mistake by Amber Belldene

Now that I am a matronly lady, married for over a decade, I think I can finally admit on the internet that I’ve been known to read a romance novel every now and again. And not, like, Christian romance novels, or “Amish” romance, where everyone is basically

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Read this book!

Anthologies are hard. They’re hard to sell to a publisher, in my very limited experience, and they’re supremely hard to edit. There’s often an unevenness in quality; a hoped for diversity of voices can often become more of a cacophony than a symphony. It’s extremely

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Chastened

I greeted my colleague this morning, and he reported that he read my post from Monday. It’s funny. I just started here this summer, and we did a lot of talking before then about how we would interact as colleagues, and as associate/senior. How we’d

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