I’ve held my breath so long because, let’s face it, it’s scary to be a woman with a political opinion on the internet. Maybe the answer to the epidemic of misogynistic trolls is herd immunity. What if every woman with an opinion got on the internet and said what she thinks? They’d have to start […]
In 2016, I accomplished some things I am proud of (in no particular order): I summited Wasson and Picacho Peaks, and hiked lots of other trails around Tucson– Pima and Ventana Canyons; Douglas Spring, and some trails in the Tucson Mountains. Every full moon with a few exceptions I night-hiked with my friend Abby. I participated […]
I grew up in the 80s and 90s, meaning I was among the first generation to take for granted a home video library. Among my family’s VHS collection was Always, starring Richard Dreyfuss as a dead pilot who haunts his wife. I remember watching that movie with my dad. In one scene, Dreyfuss talks to […]
My friend Jessy Schmidt, who I met in Davis, got married last weekend. She’s moving to Tucson soon, which I was excited to hear. One New Year’s Eve a few years back, at a bonfire on a farm in Yolo County, we discussed our resolutions and Jessy’s is the resolution to end all resolutions. “I […]
Awkward photo op with Ander Monson, University of Arizona College of Humanities Pre-Commencement Hooding Ceremony, May 15, 2014
I have less than a month left in the creative writing MFA program at the University of Arizona, and everyone wants to know: What’s next? I’m still figuring that out. But I have some exciting ideas. Ridiculous schemes. Grand plans. Lofty ambitions. Stay tuned.
I’m long overdue for a new post. It’s coming. In the meantime, here’s a recent shot– I made a mad dash to the coast with a friend this weekend– this selfie was taken Saturday, May 18, 6:00pm PST in Santa Monica, CA. I’m back in Tucson now. Stories soon.
Sonora Review’s Dia de los Muertos reading was a delightful evening and I was honored to be a part of it. I was also delighted to see my old high school buddy William Vicens there!
My neighborhood in Tucson is historic Blenman-Elm. There’s something wonderful to look at on every block. It is surprisingly green, though there are plenty of cacti (and political ads) to remind me I’m in Arizona.
I was entirely unprepared for conditions on the Sonoma coastline. It was plenty warm when I left Davis, so I wore a sundress. It didn’t occur to me to bring a sweater. The brutal wind in Jenner drove me to purchase an ugly $25 poncho at the country store. Even that was insufficient. But it […]