Category: Personal Essay

I Made the Pizza Cinnamon Rolls from Mario Batali’s Sexual Misconduct Apology Letter

Posted on
Jan 10, 2018
 

Last night, I made cinnamon rolls. I’m not a huge fan of cinnamon rolls, per se, but this recipe was included in Mario Batali’s sexual misconduct apology letter, and so I feel compelled to make them. Batali is not the first powerful man to request forgiveness for “inappropriate actions” towards his coworkers and employees. He is…

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Hello. Goodbye.

Posted on
Jan 1, 2018
 

Hello. I am back. At least, I’m telling myself that I am back. I am committing, under the binding oath of the internet (my hand firmly placed on a laptop open to reddit’s homepage as I swear this to you) to try to blog again this year. Do you hear that, internet? I AM GOING…

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Stop Telling Bloggers They Aren’t Writers

Posted on
Jul 11, 2017
 
Posted in: Book, Personal Essay

Being a writer means that you’ll never have a shortage of criticism, whether it is offered up to you in heaping scoops of vitriol from faceless masses on the internet, or you gather it yourself from your never ending well of neurotic self-doubt. Hooray. Add “being a woman” into the equation and your cup overfloweth.…

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The Whisper at The Finish Line

Posted on
Jun 26, 2017
 

I’ve heard that writers are never really done with the books they’ve written. That there are sentences they’d wished they could change, long after the book goes to print. That even after it hits the shelves and the reviews are in, it haunts them like the memory of an old love they can’t seem to…

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  • I am absolutely certain that these neon lights were flirting with me and sadly, I had no reply.
  • My mom's house burned down earlier this year (that is its own very long story) so she's been getting her mail at our place. This Christmas I wrapped up all her bills and gave them to her as a present. She did not appreciate the gesture. 😅😂😭
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