I’ve been getting plenty of questions about this, most of them along the lines of: “Does this mean you’re plunging down the moral abyss into lurid sex journalism?” Well, no, assuming there is some abyss down which one can plunge in this already free-falling industry.
But if you’re looking for something a bit “higher […]
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I’ve never had much to write about sex. Call it prudishness, call it the last remaining shreds of a desire for privacy, but I’ve always operated from the default setting that nothing I had to say on the matter was all that interesting. We all have sex, we all like it, we all allow it […]
I can be reasonably tough . I didn’t shed a tear when I broke off the corner of my elbow in 7th grade or when my lower back decided to spontaneously decombust, I have no qualms about telling the jerk at the bar to stop calling me “sweetie,” and I’ll look a burly deliveryman in […]
This piece also appeared in The Huffington Post.
Last week, I had a forced identity crisis. As it did for plenty of other women/writers/people who consume far too much media, Emily Gould’s infamous cover story and the resulting maelstrom sat in my thoughts, roiling and churning until the inside of my head looked like something envisioned […]
I’m getting used to being totally at the whim of my emotions. They’re running the show at the moment, the autocrats dictating how I’ll experience life from one day to the next. Wake up on a weekday morning — I’m alone, but in a now-familiar place, sunlight streaming in, everything’s fine. Shower, eat breakfast, walk […]
Buying an apartment is an interesting experience. It’s sort of like an arranged marriage — you walk inside the first time after an official ceremony overseen by religious figures (or multiple lawyers) and there you are, alone with this thing, tied together for life (or at least until the mortgage gets paid off, which is […]
I can’t make up my mind about whether unhappiness is a fundamentally lonely or social experience. On the one hand, it’s the most collective of all human emotions, the one true commonality. No matter who we are, how we grew up, or where we live on the planet, we’re all susceptible to the same fears, […]
This piece also appeared in The Huffington Post.
A month ago, I woke up feeling peaceful for the first time in months. I’m 29, I had just closed on my first apartment, and I was leaving a five-year relationship that, despite my dogged hopes of marriage, had become a stew pot of resentment and anger. While […]
We like to give generations plenty of labels. It’s a little absurd, slapping a sticker on millions of people that just happened to be born in the same time range and proclaiming that they’re somehow all alike. But we do it anyway, and then spend our time finding examples of how our designated labels are […]
We tend to do things for reasons. We need to pay the bills, so we go to work. We need sustenance, so we hit Dunkin Donuts in the morning. We want to keep our jobs, so we sneak in up the freight elevator and through the back hall when we’re running late.
In fact, when […]
