Saudade

17. July 2014 here now 0
Once upon a time, I sold everything I owned and moved to Brazil. This piece, over at Avidly at the LA Review of Books is mostly about that, and also, about soccer: No one in Rio understood why I had come. I wasn’t married to an oil man. I didn’t have a Fulbright. A young woman alone, ...

How we know each other

06. January 2014 here now 7
At the end of 2013, I sat with S. while she smoked a cigarette out on the patio at a bar that we like. Two guys came over and bummed a smoke. They asked us how we knew each other. S. said, “Drinking and writing. ” This strikes me as the best possible way to ...

Breaking Dawn, Part 1: or, what up with the venom?

17. December 2011 here now 10
In 2009, I went to a “Mommy & Me” screening of New Moon, the first installment of the Twilight Saga. “Mommy & Me” is where you try to watch a movie in the theater with your infant. Needless to say, one doesn’t retain much from such screenings. All I really remember from the first film ...

Pieces of the Past

10. December 2011 here now 10
When I found out I was having a girl, I cried for three days. It took me a while to figure out some basic facts about this reaction, including the fact that not everyone has it. In the language of therapy, pieces of the past remained unprocessed. One of the undigested bits was my senior ...

What’s Your Type?

30. October 2011 here now 2
When I was just out of college and working as a staff writer at a weekly paper, the whole company had to report early one day for a corporate bonding exercise. A facilitator, let’s call her Judy, sat us down with catered coffee, number two pencils and a bubble test. I remember thinking hard about ...

Mouse

17. October 2011 here now 3
I saw it in its trap when P. brought it down from the attic in a cardboard box. A small grey thing, shaking, injured. It was very much alive, but too hurt to recover. Its stomach was stuck in the trap. An old spring and wire thing, like in old Tom & Jerry cartoons. We ...

The Babysitter

12. September 2011 here now 3
Last night, I took care of our friend’s child. It was like a vacation. He went to bed so fast it was like black magic. I kind of hate our friends now. No, not really. Just a little. I grew up taking care of other people’s kids. One summer before college, I took care of ...

The Doyle and Debbie Show vs. Hedwig and the Angry Inch

30. June 2011 here now 0
A compare and contrast of two stage shows. Fun for all twenty six people who have seen both!! For the record, I enjoyed both productions immensely, and have real affection for both of the worlds being spoofed. I don’t think the tone is exactly the same, nor the politics exactly, but the similarities are striking. ...