To endings and new beginnings
A farewell, a greeting, and a new blog
These Are a Few of My Favorite Things: December/January/February
What I've loved this winter, with many links
Hoping Machine Refueled for Another Year
On new year's resolutions for 2025
A Solstice Reflection
Today is the Winter Solstice, the shortest day and the longest night, the deepest dark of the year. It always feels appropriate to reflect on the year at...
Set Adrift on an Ocean of Stories
The year is almost over, and so I want to talk to you about books. I had a really great reading year. Not all the books I read were winners, and in fact I...
Or, Failing That, Invent
The White Album by Joan Didion begins with the line, "We tell ourselves stories in order to live." I've been thinking about it for days. It feels like the...
These Are a Few of My Favorite Things: October/November
I don't want to write. There doesn't seem to be anything worth saying right now, and if there is, I don't feel like I'm the person to say it. My mental...
I Have No Title and I Must Scream
I don't know what to say today. It feels like the height of arrogance to think there's anything I could say that would make a difference, and I'm so tired...
Keep Your Head Up, Keep Your Heart Strong
I want to write you a post gentle like a hug from the person you love best in the world, sweet like a birthday cake baked for you by someone who treasures...
What Would Daisy Do
I want to be happy. And I am more often than I'm not these days, something that would have been unfathomable to me just a couple of years ago. I want to live...
Friends They Are Jewels
First, some notes. One is that I've officially changed my name, or as officially as I can without doing it legally. That will come later. Future installments...
Thinking Only Autumn Thoughts
Hello friends. Happy October. Here's the thing. It's still getting into the 80s here, which makes it very difficult to feel the joy I want to feel during...
On Arrangements in Blue and Embracing Spinsterhood
I deactivated all of my dating app profiles this week. I did this because I feel an increasing disinterest in communicating with strangers for the eventual...
My Body, Myself Part 2
I don't feel well, possibly from lack of sleep or possibly from lack of adequate amounts of food or possibly because I'm getting sick, or possibly because I...
Interpersonal Acts of Softness
For once, as I sit down to write this week's newsletter, I have the problem of too many things vying for attention in my brain and not knowing which to...
To Six Months and Many More
When I first started this newsletter, it felt absurd to ask anyone to pay for it. It's not like I have anything to say that hasn't been said a million times...
Yes Risk Joy
I once read a Roland Barthes quote that goes: Am I in love? --yes, since I am waiting. The other one never waits. Sometimes I want to play the part of the...
These Are a Few of My Favorite Things: July/August
There is nothing to say this week that I want to say here. I am endlessly stuck on the same feelings and themes, going around and around in circles worrying...
The Magic of Us
I always know when I've hit on the right thing to write about for the week when I feel the itch in my brain that says it's time to get down to work. When I...
An Antidote to Suffering
Something that came up briefly last week in therapy is that when I first started feeling like I was moving past some of the things that had made my 20s so...