Diary
Feminist Friends Forever: Met and Unmet
Maxine Kumin died last week at age 88. In her typically thoughtful obituary, Margalit Fox highlights Kumin’s long life as a poet, teacher, mother, and friend. Although I
Forward into the past!
If I hadn’t already been depressed about how the publishing world treats women writers, the article in this week’s Nation would have made me reach for my Valium
Faces in a Crowd
On my way to work this morning, winding my way through the crowded streets of the garment district, I looked up to see three New York City policeman
Dream Reader, Nightmare Reviewer
This weekend brought two radically different responses to my new memoir that caused joy and despair, the alternation of outcomes my friend Carolyn used to refer to as
Does Size Matter?
It depends. I’ve been struck by the attention media has lavished on the size of two women writers: Lena Dunham and Jennifer Weiner. Does Hannah Horvath, Lena Dunham’s
Freewriting? or Writing for Free?
One of the nice things, or so I thought, about publishing a book that actual people might read, was being asked to answer interview questions in writing. How
On not making certain New Year’s resolutions
I thought I would enjoy my break from blogging more than I have. It turns out that I like the discipline of focusing once a week, the way
Taking a break and the long tail of hair.
I’ve been wanting to take a short break from the weekly commitment I made to posting my diary entries when I got my new (gorgeous) website last spring.
Welcome. Some musings on my current preoccupations with the worlds of illness and the worlds of books, the vicissitudes of living with cancer and the need now, in my eighties, to imagine what new writing might be.