The things we teach

Say you lived in a household where delicious baked treats were often kept under a glass dome on a pretty plate on the dining table. Say you ate the last treat–maybe it was an iced cinnamon roll from a can, maybe a lovely fluffy homemade biscuit. Would you then place the glass dome back on…

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Friendships Worth Waiting For

The featured image is a note in a card given by one practical ten year old to another–the front image is an elephant walking a tightrope. I have some really dear tough-guy friends who indulge my demand for sweet-guy behavior. I won’t name them here in case they are embarrassed by what sweeties they are (such…

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Old Things in New Eyes

One of my favorite, favorite, favorite things is showing kids really campy cheesed out things. Some teenagers were hanging out at my place the other weekend, and I showed them several videos that astonished and perplexed them, including the one below. One of my all-time 100% favorites, it elicited a great deal of excited commentary…

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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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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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Grace

I had such a beautiful short trip to Los Angeles with my beautiful mother. And read with some writers I was honored to be in the same room with. A really great night. On the trip, I finished reading the Art of Grace by Susan Kaufman, which had some really Interesting Ideas and a lot of repetition…

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Asking for Help

I don’t know what to say to frame my grief over Sunday’s shooting in Orlando, how to make sense of that kind of broken, hateful, fury. We keep saying that love will overcome everything, but reading the stories of the victims and looking at their pictures, it seems that nightclub was full of love. I…

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