Do we really need this torture?
FIRED When I was a little girl, I told my mother that I was terminating our parent-child contract and would soon be looking for a replacement mother. “You’re not my mom anymore,” I said. She was furious, but I remained steadfast in my decision. I would be looking for alternative mothers in the near future.... Continue Reading →
COOL WALK Remember MC Hammer’s parachute pants and gloriously 90s dance moves? When Hammer rose to pop culture stardom, my father seized the opportunity to capitalize on the phenomenon. In the early 90s, my sister and I were tweens, that particularly obnoxious phase between “sweet, innocent child” and “angsty, hormonal teenager”. There is nothing a... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, I was a child. These are my stories. BOOKS My mother likes to recall the moment I learned to read, back when I was three years of age. They were short sentences and very easy words, but I had taken so long to start speaking, the fact that I was reading... Continue Reading →
