Seeing friends who are gone reappearing on stage and in print is as close to Heaven, or the Bardo, or the Rainbow Bridge, as I can get.
Today, in Dr. Tiller’s honor, I encourage us all to take action for abortion rights and access.
This year, I had to bribe myself to go for my mammogram—even though I know how critical it can be.
Don’t give up hope. We’re in this together. We are the majority. And we will win.
Every day is a good one to think about how we can save our planet. Here are ways we can all help…
Sexual assault isn’t fun to experience—or write about. But April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month, and it’s long past time for people around the world to pay attention.
In her thirties she needed to go back to the dirt scrabble town of her Ukrainian ancestors, 30 miles outside of what was then Kiev. She flew to Moscow and boarded a train for Kiev on the eve of WWII.
I want to spend the month thinking again about the future—and re-defining feminism so it can be meaningful.
In my novel, The Road Not Taken, there is a friendship between two women from different worlds. It provides perfect models for friendships today as we change together in crisis.
Happy Anniversary to Roe v Wade. (One that some experts warn could be the last.) I wonder if shouting that is an exercise in despair? Despair hidden as denials, guesses about how bad SCOTUS’s decision will be, despair that the current law in Texas allows no abortion even in cases of rape or incest? HowContinue reading “About That “Last” Anniversary of Roe…”