Category: Blog
April 27, 2009
Manifestation à la rue
In the north of the northern hemisphere, April is the month of wild mood swings. One day it’s 80 under a beaming sun, the next it’s 50 with a bracing […]
READ MOREApril 23, 2009
Adios, Texas?
Texas Governor Perry isn’t ruling out secession as the statement of the proud and independent people of Texas to the U.S. government. Texas is tired of paying federal taxes and […]
READ MOREApril 21, 2009
A brief return to euphoria
A friend of mine went to DC for Barack’s inauguration, and I just received her pictures. I know the glow has faded under the unrelenting economic misery, but the pictures […]
READ MOREApril 15, 2009
Judy Krug
Judy Krug died on Saturday, April 11. As a fierce advocate of the 1st Amendment, she began the Freedom to Read Foundation, which supports U.S. libraries in their ongoing struggle […]
READ MOREApril 7, 2009
Playing through the Pain
Passover starts at sundown on April 8. We’re supposed to “leave the House of Bondage.” I think about the things/feelings I’m in bondage to–my fears, my obsessions–and wonder how I […]
READ MOREApril 2, 2009
Sisters4Science
I support about a dozen not-for-profits, some involved in human and reproductive rights , some in the homeless community, and some that support arts, science and sports education. One […]
READ MOREMarch 31, 2009
Hobby Horse
I need a hobby. In some ways, my time is overbooked, with volunteer work, family obligations, and working on my writing, but I don’t do anything relaxing or fun with […]
READ MOREMarch 13, 2009
getting further behind
March is an over-packed month for me, so I’m not keeping up either with my novel in progress (The Body Project) or my Alchemy story here. I’m lecturing on March […]
READ MOREMarch 8, 2009
How do we go forward?
A few weeks ago, the Wall Street Journal ran an article on the dangers of clinging to past ways of doing business. Contrary to what aging boomers like me believe, […]
READ MOREFebruary 25, 2009
Alchemy, chap 3, cont
Don Pasquale and Ernesto were sitting on her big stuffed couch, her old teddy-bear nestled between them, its big black eyes staring at me pathetically. I was frozen for an […]
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