
The House in Maine
Having grown up in city apartments, owning a home had never been high on my list of desirables. In fact, co-inheriting one, when my parents died, felt like the hand of a heavy fate on my shoulders.
6 Touko 20227min

Country Gospel
Being born and raised a Jewish girl from Manhattan’s old-rent, upper east side, the last thing I’m expected to like is country gospel. Or so I’m often told.
4 Touko 20225min

Women Friends
The Ariadne’s Thread that connects one episode of one’s life to the next is provided by our women friends – the ones to whom our stories can be told.
29 Huhti 20227min

Burnout
I am suffering from burnout. Until the other day, I hadn’t noticed it as a specific complaint.
27 Huhti 20227min

Losers
The Loser is the epitome, the spittin’ image, of what we don’t want to be.
22 Huhti 20226min

Conversions
It’s been “conversion” after “conversion,” each one carrying the pains and costs itemized above. I regret none of it. . .
20 Huhti 20228min

Friendly Fire
In my life, the most painful ruptures were those that, for years, I wanted desperately to repair in the first instance, and prevent in the second.
15 Huhti 20228min

Cowboy Up!
Like many girls, I’ve always loved horses. What does that mean? I don’t know if it has to mean anything. When there were still dray horses on Madison Avenue, the household sugar cubes used to disappea...
13 Huhti 20227min



















