Category: Life
The Kingfisher Club Launch Party!
The Kingfisher Club Launch Party!Last time a book of mine came out, I threw a circus. For Girls art the Kingfisher Club, I wasn’t about to let me show myself up, and there seemed only one thing to do. It’s official: I’ll be throwing a speakeasy for The Girls at the Kingfisher Club on Tuesday, June 3, and everybody should come!…
This Year.
This Year.This year, I walked away from my day job. It might be the wildest thing I’ve ever done (I’m very boring). It’s hard to overestimate the level of caution with which I approach life. I’m the gunslinger seat, the flosser, flat shoes, better not. A day job was a given; writing was the thing you supported with the thing you did ten, twelve, sixteen hours a day.…
The Deal
It’s taken me three days to write this. Last week, I posted Dealing With It. There’s been a lot of response, both public and private. I don’t usually write personal essays; I was staggered. I’ve seen people express curiosity about its reception. With good reason; historically, women who speak up are in line for varying levels of vitriol, and this one achieved enough visibility outside my usual readership that people who know how the internet works were probably bracing a little for impact.…
Dealing With It
[Note: This essay speaks largely to my personal experience as a white cisgender woman. I don’t wish to speak for the experiences of others here; I invite your experiences in comments.] [Trigger warning for quotations encouraging sexual assault and racist quotations.] I’m in ninth grade. I’m new to my school. I’m nervous about where to sit in the cafeteria, about what I’m wearing; my new school is bigger than my old one by some multiplier I’m not even sure of.…
A Year in Review
A Year in ReviewWell, it has been a YEAR, hasn’t it? (I mean, it has been – 366 days have passed – but you know, thematically.) This year was a very satisfying one for writing. I published several short stories, some of which are particularly close to my heart. Plus, and maybe most exciting in terms of my writing in 2012, I closed the year with the sale of a novel that I truly love – my flapper Twelve Dancing Princesses take, Glad Rags.…
Lunch Hour
Lunch HourThis weekend, I found myself alongside Gwenda Bond wandering through the New York Public Library, poking around their Lunch Hour exhibit, which was much more exciting than the name would suggest. From 19th-century oyster carts to 1912’s Heterodoxy feminist-group meetings at Polly Holladay’s, the extensive walk-through offers a look at the development of this largely post-industrial meal.…