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Grieving, East Village style
The essay that got me into college isn't just a hilarious farce about how (NOT) to bake a cake. It's a manifesto.
Sometimes it takes someone you've never met to show you who you are.
I ask because, truth be told, mine didn’t. For four decades. The Bechdel Test, for those not in-the-know, is a measure of female represen...
One question I never get asked is: “How did you get into college?” Which is a shame because it’s a darn good story. You see, in high scho...
Revenge is a dish best served with champagne.
The stuff that ends up on the cutting room floor is often where the juiciest stories lurk.
Some women have perfect pregnancies. And then there was me.
How to find your authentic path through an inauthentic world.