By Susan Lilley Another stop on the writing process blog tour! First, a big shout out to Darlyn Finch Kuhn, who invited me into this chain of discussions about writing. Darlyn is […]
Caution: Bitch at Work
Glancing at the clock, I finally interrupted the men around the conference table, who had been jabbering when we had important issues on the agenda. The meeting was at my firm’s office, and I was responsible for running a productive meeting.
“Okay, there will be enough time for all of that later. Let’s get down to business,” I said.
The men all turned to me and glared. They hushed, but they exchanged looks with one another as if to say “What a bitch.”
“Instructions,” a poem by Tria Wood
INSTRUCTIONS Check your front porch for potential attackers before you open the door for any reason. Check your back yard for potential attackers before you open the door to let the dog […]
A Vera of One’s Own – A Different Way of Explaining the VIDA Count
From The Atlantic, this intriguing look at the proposition that perhaps what is keeping women writers from enjoying as many publication credits as men is the lack of submissions by women (seems like […]
So You Think Women are People. Want a Cookie?
By Megan Burbank (originally posted in LunaLunamag.com) There’s a post on Tumblr I noticed about a month ago of nine delicious-looking frosted sugar cookies. But if you look closely at the […]
A Woman and Her Car
By Susan Lilley Gone. Gone in a blaze of taillights and dust, that’s me, dust swirling on the dirt road. Better than horses, it roars— my ally, […]
I go to nature to be soothed and healed . . . John Burroughs
Originally posted on gianna russo:
CNF at 20: Find Your Question
Originally posted on Lisa Lanser Rose:
Informative and reassuring. Thanks for sharing with those of us who couldn’t be there! CNF at 20: Find Your Question.
Misogyny and #YesAllofUS
So much to say on this topic. So much wearily held in for so long. The Santa Barbara horror has pierced a long-festering soreness in women. These sad and urgent songs must […]
I Thought I Was a Fertility Goddess
by Becca Hensley That Goddess of Willendorf, stone figure unearthed by sturdy farmer’s hands, speaks to me. And now I burst with children, I am jam packed, crammed, congested with little hands […]