Sometimes I even like how it turns out.
Fri Mar 02 2018
My lesbian moms taught me many positive lessons—but now that it is my turn to parent, in some ways my parenting style is a reaction against the way I was brought up. View at shedoesthecity »
Tue Feb 27 2018
I spent months dreading my edit letter. One thing I excel at in particular is imagining the worst possible outcome in any situation, and then obsessing over it at two in the morning. View at thedebutanteball »
Mon Feb 26 2018
Everyone always wants to know what it was like to grow up with lesbian parents. On the one hand, it probably wasn’t much different than growing up with heterosexual parents. View at mommyinlosangeles »
Tue Feb 20 2018
My support system is made up of people from several different categories. View at thedebutanteball »
Tue Feb 13 2018
Kimmery Martin, my fellow writer on The Debutante Ball, launches her novel today with Berkley (Penguin Books) View at thedebutanteball »
Fri Feb 09 2018
They say you never know someone until you divorce them, and it seems you never really know your family until you write about them. View at heartwoodlitmag »
Tue Feb 06 2018
Life is stressful. Here's how I'm surviving. View at thedebutanteball »
Fri Feb 02 2018
I suspected that Brenda didn’t like Brach’s chocolate as much as she liked the good stuff, but she’d been backed into a corner by an excuse she’d mumbled a few years back and couldn’t undo. Read more »
Tue Jan 30 2018
A lot of people ask me how to query. Here are some tips. View at thedebutanteball »
Mon Jan 22 2018
In which I overthink a common expression and a patriotic song. Read more »
Wed Jan 17 2018
I have had several kinds of critique partners on Girlish. I didn’t have a writing group that met once a week and read each other’s works in progress, but I did have several key people, all located in different parts of the country, who read my work and helped me whip it into shape. View at thedebutanteball »
Tue Jan 16 2018
There is an art to deception. The way my mouth moves when I mislead someone feels like acting, not lying. I hear my voice as if it is someone else’s—aware of my cadence, my inflection, the way my listeners willingly follow. View at thesunlightpress »
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