We Are All Zebras Now

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We Are All Zebras Now “I’d rather not renew your prescription for hormone replacement therapy because it increases the risk of stroke,” said my doctor. Which was ironic, given what happened next. But even during that phone call I was not convinced. “From the literature, it looks like overall mortality is the same with or […]

Women of a Certain Superpower

Women of a Certain Superpower

Women of a Certain Superpower My journey as a writer started fifteen years ago and it feels like I’ve taken a long walk on a rough road, wearing the wrong kind of shoes. In print media, I have written a deeply flawed first novel, and a self-published novella. A producer friend of mine read the […]

The Legs are The Last to Go

The Legs are The Last to Go

The Legs are The Last to Go One day last summer I was walking into the grocery store in shorts when a young man ahead of me looked over his shoulder and gave me the once-over. He started at my feet and looked interested, then quizzical, then somewhat abashed as his gaze travelled from conventionally […]

Inspiring the Boomers Podcast

Inspiring the Boomers Podcast

Inspiring the Boomers Podcast It was March 19, 2020, and I was driving home after spending the spring break vacation with my son and his family in Panama City Beach. It was a strange vacation. We were all aware of the rapid spread of the Corona virus, yet there was so little information. My son […]

Get Out Your TugBoat

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Get Out Your TugBoat In 1971, Erica Jong interviewed the legendary Anais Nin, who was then in her sixties. Jong asked Nin why she allowed her publisher to cut the sex out of her diaries. “Women who write about sex are never taken seriously as writers,” said Nin. “That’s exactly why we must do it,” […]

An Open Letter to the New York Times

An Open Letter to the New York Times

An Open Letter to the New York Times Dear New York Times: I now live several states away and read your paper on a screen. Still, the daily experience of reading the Times brings me back to the 1970s: to mornings in Brooklyn with a poppyseed bagel in one hand and a newspaper in the […]