When all the shit comes down and the wars go on and then finally end, the pieces don’t come back the way they went out. They don’t fit like before. Even if it’s only been a few years of torture…

I am told I'm too busy and that I have too much on my plate, as if that deters my motivation for accomplishing my goals. I am told that there are only 24 hours a day, and that I cannot…

Today's title is taken from an Andrew Loyd Webber musical the I saw on Broadway years ago, and loved, starring Bernadette Peters.... "Tell Me on a Sunday is a musical with music by Andrew Lloyd Webber and lyrics by Don…

Not now, Mom not this torrent of resentment I know too well opportunistic, you waited so that “oh now, you finally call” could be yet another in the arsenal of verbal weaponry. Not now, not when my brother told me…

My job has me dealing with a lot of mansplainers.

As outdated as old stories may be, they still need to be recognized, if only to remind us of where we've come from.

New stories happen when the heart turns and sees an old story through a different lens. Her husband was telling her how he’d feel if she died before he did, or if she committed physician-assisted suicide, which they had recently…

For a year I was obsessed with Hansel and Gretel. I tracked down the children’s book versions, I read the translated ‘original’ Grimm version and did a fairly deep dive on the internet. What I didn’t do was read Bruno…

We are nothing without our stories. And our old stories are as vital to our identity - if not more so - than any story we come up with in the present moment. I've kept journals - handwritten ,typed and…

"Not again!" She thought to herself as she felt tears starting to form and her cheeks starting to blush. She'd been working in the lab for hours. The sun had gone down long ago, and she hadn't eaten a meal…