Recommendations for June
If you have to wake up and then go back to sleep multiple times a night for whatever reason, you might be interested in my latest discovery! Instead of...
The Creepy Case Files of Margo Maloo
My almost-four-year-old son is not yet able to reliably shit in a toilet, but he has cleared a developmental hurdle that I hadn’t even thought to hope for:...
A different lens
Real EG heads know that I have been using my vision problems as a too-on-the-nose metaphor for a long time. There’s an essay in my first collection called...
Those who can't do
This semester I’m teaching an undergraduate intermediate fiction workshop and I’m trying to be more like a real teacher, writing things on the board and...
Concealer and chicken
As a way to get back in the habit of doing these more regularly (sorry I haven’t posted in a while!*) I am doing another Favorite Things roundup. As you...
The nadir
I’ve told Ilya’s birth story so often by now to friends, family, strangers and medical professionals that it’s become calcified, full of bits of shtick. I...
the platonic ideal of potato salad
Raffi and Keith went to my inlaws’ for the holiday weekend and I stayed home and psychotically organized our apartment to within an inch of its life....
The wind beneath my wings
It’s spring migration at last and this morning I went to Prospect Park with my real-birder friend Nate. Don’t worry: I am not going to describe birds or...
my favorite things
Remember the episode of 30 Rock where Liz takes Comanaprasil on a plane and hallucinates meeting Oprah, who tells her that her current Favorite Things...
Take care
Before I had a kid I thought of taking care of my kid and having someone else care for my kid as a binary. Like I would be able to leave my child and then,...