Because my friend’s daughter just asked, “Will boys and men think it’s okay now to assault me?” Because one of my husband’s friends was assaulted yesterday by a man on the streets of Raleigh, who did exactly what our President Elect said he can do with impunity. Because my … [Read more...] about Why I Am Sad. Angry. Afraid.
His Purple Highness, the Prince we all loved, rocked a color that is neither red nor blue. It's more than a royal shade; it's the perfect blend that holds all things. Masculine and feminine; hot and cool. Two distinct identities in a loving embrace. I had my own purple moment … [Read more...] about There Was a Reason Prince Was Purple
Us writers, we have wa-a-a-a-a-y too much to say. Just like teachers, just like teens. All of whom I’ll find a way to mention in this post. One time when I was teaching English, I took a group of 10th graders on a walk. We were reading Jon Krakauer’s book, Into the Wild, about … [Read more...] about Minerva with Too Much to Say