Another weekend, another fight at the Please Touch Museum. I swear, every fight happens there. My marriage will end, the divorce papers served, in the germ-infested halls of that place.
Ellie was having a meltdown. Her usual new tantrum thing. Jay was doing his usual thing – “I got
Things have gotten better, and somehow worse, in the Mandy/Martin household. After the virus, then pink eye, there was a brief stint of relief. The girls went back to daycare. I did a podcast, went to Ikea, ate meatballs in the cafeteria across from an older woman also eating
The fight with my parents has seemingly resolved itself, yet the past week I’ve been waking at 3 a.m. in what I believe are panic attacks.
This is new for me. I don’t really panic. I get sad. I cry. But I don’t
(THIS IS AN EXCERPT FROM ‘THE BOOK OF MOODS’) In 1963, Elizabeth Taylor had just ended her fourth marriage and was starring in Cleopatra with the currently married Richard Burton. Within a year, the two were married at the Ritz in Montreal and their fame from Cleopatra, coupled with the drama of their private lives, […]
As promised, here is a short letter to my children with words of wisdom: Financial: You do not need a lot of money to be happy. Find something you enjoy doing and then you won’t mind working at it every day. Try not to get caught up wanting material things, these things won’t make you […]
When I became pregnant I told myself that I would see birth as the ultimate writing exercise. I would try and capture the elusive pain of it (it’s like squeezing a lemon out of a nostril, said one famous woman I can’t recall) and the infamous love I’d heard would fill me the moment the […]
I know how my life seems on the outside. A published book. A good agent. Some press. I know because I’ve looked at many of my colleagues, through the lens of social media, with similar achievements and accolades and thought they had everything. They were doing so well. And I’ve looked at friends outside my […]