While I read Rebecca Traister’s feature on recent memoirs by young, single American women (it’s one everything from the wonderful Carlene Bauer’s Not That Kind of Girl to the upcoming Bitch Is the New Black), I gradually became aware of the fact that I was not alone in the room. There was a persistent, monotoneContinue reading “Agency Shmagency, or why I really couldn’t care less about “the new single womanhood””
Category Archives: Personal Essays
“I’m never gonna say I’m sorry”
The title of this post was inspired by the immortal artistry of Ace of Base. Sarah wrote about sex & guilt for Feministe the other day, and it goes me thinking about love & guilt. Because, in all honesty, I have a harder time with the second topic. “I’m in love” is a phrase myContinue reading ““I’m never gonna say I’m sorry””
LOST: though mixed with God and Nature thou ;)
So here’s a coincidence – LOST ran for 6 years, just the amount of time that I had wound up spending with the person I loved and, in a way, will always love. For most of the time I watched the show, I was pretty much sharing it – just like sketchy water in aContinue reading “LOST: though mixed with God and Nature thou ;)”
Nothing ever goes right
Obviously, before I typed in the title of this post, I knew it to be incorrect. Things go right all the time. You cross the street, a Bentley driven by someone who may or may not be coked-out at the moment emphatically does not run you over, and something has gone right. It’s just exhaustingContinue reading “Nothing ever goes right”
“Not all tears are an evil”
I was sitting across from a famous man in a cafe, crying my eyes out into a napkin. The famous man slid his hand across the table and got a hold of mine. “How can I help?” He asked. “Talk to me, just talk to me,” I said. The waiter paused with my tea. PeopleContinue reading ““Not all tears are an evil””
Natalia A. 