I Saw a Concert. In August. Of 2020.
A list on my phone is called “Shows seen in 2020.” It’s short. I had given up on live entertainment — let …
Essays
Independent Media Held the Door Open For My Writing Career
I used to have these very specific ideas about what type of journalism job I’d have after college. I’d cover local sp…
Dating During the Apocalypse
We met for brunch in Greektown just before it became apparent to me that COVID-19 was going to change everything. I was …
Happy Birthday, Rebellious, and Happy International Women’s Day, All!
On International Women’s Day eight years ago, I launched Rebellious Magazine for Women from my best friend Aaron’s kitch…
Dating After Divorce: Falling Fast
Have you ever had that crazy, wild, immediate fall into love that overtakes you? My first online dating app experience t…
A Star is Born and the Women’s Movement is Dead Per Bradley Cooper Film
The music is good, Lady Gaga can act, the dog is adorable, and Bradley Cooper looks pretty sans shirt. That, and the cha…
Dating After Divorce: Why DO We Date?
Recently I’ve fallen into the role of "dating coach" for a friend who, a year after an ugly divorce, is tip-toeing back …
What to Do with All of This Rage
In the early 2000s, I had a series of part-time gigs as a proofreader in the pharma industry, largely tasked with editin…
How Not to be Shitty in Business in 6 Easy Steps
Let’s get right to it, shall we? I’ve been in business for 14 years and have seen all levels of shitty behavior, from my…
They Don’t Have to Call Us Dumb
My high school guidance counselor didn’t call me dumb. He didn’t have to. Without looking at my grades, the number of AP…
