Take Off Your Headphones

While going to the laundromat isn’t necessarily my most favorite pastime, I do welcome the allotted amount of freedom that doing laundry provides. This free time allows me to read to the paper, work on the Times crossword puzzle, listen to music, and tweet. Today, I found myself in the chairs of the neighborhood laundromat... Continue Reading →

I’m Far Too Busy To Write This Blog Post

Last week in the New York Times--or maybe it was the week before, I don’t know, I’m too busy to remember--there was a great op-ed about “the busy trap.” This piece highlighted what I’m sure all of you experience either personally or vicariously through chatty co-workers which is “self-imposed busyness.” These are the people who... Continue Reading →

Write Me When You Get To Liverpool

At the end of a visit with my grandma, just before we’d go our separate ways, she’d shower me with affection and leave me with a few words of wisdom. One of her favorite things to say before parting was “Skriv till mig när du kommer till Liverpool.” This phrase was Swedish for “Write me... Continue Reading →

We Tell Ourselves Stories In Order to Live

"We tell ourselves stories in order to live...We look for the sermon in the suicide, for the social or moral lesson in the murder of five. We interpret what we see, select the most workable of multiple choices. We live entirely, especially if we are writers, by the imposition of a narrative line upon disparate images, by the 'ideas'... Continue Reading →

A New Year Brings New Things

I've never been one for making New Year's Resolutions. I've always operated under the notion that if you want to make a change, then make it already. You don't need to wait for a new year to begin in order to make positive life changes (or any life changes for that matter). In fact, I... Continue Reading →

I Love It When You Retweet Me

“Will our tales of digital courtship capture the imaginations of our daughters? Will they be impressed when we tell them about that time the text message was misinterpreted, or how the cute boy re-tweeted our Vampire Weekend reference? Will they care?”--Charlotte Alter, "Guns, Ammo, Romance?" Published November 17th in the New York Times. When I was... Continue Reading →

Wisconsin Ain’t No Flyover State

"Wisconsin. That's in Michigan, right?" Once, on my family's annual family vacation to New Hampshire, a kid asked me where I was from. I of course responded with, Wisconsin. Without skipping a beat, he responded, that's in Michigan, right? I never forgot the disgust I felt that someone my age (11) had no idea where... Continue Reading →

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