Why did you say that?

Before we get to the post, I have to tell you about some really, really fun things coming up: Friday, September 23rd at 7 pm, at Workhouse Arts Center, I’m hosting an open mic. There are some surprises in store. You should come and either a) perform something (anything) or b) cheer loudly and eat…

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Meeting Your Own Needs

The very worst part of mothering, if you ask me (which you did, by coming here to my website) is packing school lunches. “Wait, Seema,” you may be thinking. “Have you forgotten about childbirth and nursing all night and diapers and cleaning puke up from the carpet?” No, friends. I assure you, I have not…

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Conversation and Hippos

A few years before I read about Escobar’s hippos (I am not going to be the 36th person to tell you about Pablo Escobar’s hippos, but let’s agree: they are fascinating), I heard a story on NPR about the lost dream of American hippopotamus ranching. The story I heard attributed the plan’s failure to the inefficiency of the…

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What’s the song of your summer?

It’s the first week of school and the kids are pissed. And so am I. This was possibly one of the best summers I’ve had as a mother (and that is saying something). I had individual trips with each of my sons, lots of our friends visited, we spent time with family, went to really beautiful…

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Quartering: A Collaboration.

It’s another beautiful Combat Paper/Warrior Writers week at the USO. Which means on Friday August 26th, we’ll have a show–this time at Workhouse Arts Center in Lorton at 7 pm. What a stunning group this week. So many MVPs–the show is going to rock your world, I know it. When I’m an old lady making…

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Breaking the Surface

This Friday, I’m leading a workshop at the Power of Words Conference in Maine. I’m really excited to get way inside some longer form writing with a group of new people who are not yet tired of listening to me talk. Just kidding. No one ever tires of me. Right, Ma? Next week on Tuesday…

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Context

I’ve had some writing that is really important to me accepted by two of my bucket-list publications in the last few weeks (!). One essay in particular I struggled with for months on the page and for years in my head. I’d written multiple versions that I didn’t feel great about–the logic wasn’t clear; there…

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Someday

I had another post planned. Mostly written. Maybe you’ll see it next week. But I came across this poem by Ocean Vuong, and I just have to share it with you. I spent some days in Maine with the boys this past weekend–24 hours of driving, four nights of sleeping outside, questionable hygiene practices, flip-flop straps covered…

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Through Another’s Eyes

I just finished the novel Happy are the Happy by French writer Yasmina Reza (no relation), which is told in a series of vignettes/short stories about people who are intertwined–by relationship but less in the interiors of their minds (isn’t that always the thing) and together paint a picture of what middle-aged love looks like (lots…

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