Since the 2016 election cycle, how many minds have you changed with your self-righteous fact spouting? How many times has someone who you've offended by challenging their morality replied, "By God! You're right! I'm a terrible human being. I will read all the literature you send me and donate to several charities that will ensure a better future for our children. Thank you for your tireless commitment to knowing everything about this world we live in, and for steering wayward souls like myself in the right direction. I'll be sure to mention your name at the next Nobel Peace Prize committee meeting."Read More
In that moment, my heart shattered. I knew that my son was well aware of racism, seeing as how we had just gone through black history month and it was fresh on his mind. However, the book never, NOT ONCE, mentioned anything about race. That was something he inferred with his knowledge that there are disproportionate amounts of people of color living in poverty today, and that many people who "need help" are people of color.Read More
But, here’s the thing.
None of us really, completely, fit in the spiritual boxes that have been created for us. There are always exceptions. There are Christians that march in Pride parades. Jews that eat bacon. Muslims that don’t do their required five Salats per day. Atheists that believe in ghosts!
With the exception of violent or otherwise harmful extremism, there is no wrong way to practice one’s chosen faith, spirituality, or lackthereof. But time after time, even when we are rejecting our previous beliefs, we create new spiritual boxes for ourselves, often times locking ourselves inside.Read More
Living with an undiagnosed illness can feel like living two lives simultaneously. You can feel fine one week, day, or minute; and then the next week, day, or minute, you are completely disabled. What's worse, living with an undiagnosed illness can feel like you constantly have something to prove. You feel like you have to prove that you're strong enough to push through whatever it is, but you also feel like you have to prove that you are really ill. In a lot of ways, for me, living with an undiagnosed illness is like riding a bunch of carousel, each one unique only in the way my body responds.Read More
So, yes, I do understand the older generation in their "well in my day" rhetoric, but as we have seen throughout history, it doesn't matter what a woman wears. A rapist will rape. A cat-caller will harass. Women have been getting raped since the dawn of time. They were raped in floor-length gowns that showed very little skin. They were (and still are) raped in full burkas. It does not matter what we wear. It never has.Read More
"Mom" is not an identity. When there are billions of people with the exact same label, it can not define you as something special. Being a mother can make you feel special, but it does not make you unique in any way. Motherhood should never be your defining characteristic.Read More
It should be fairly obvious by now that I am not a woman of religion. I don't subscribe to the promise of eternal life or find solace in the comfort of a large book with far too many negative attributes. I like science. I like science so much that I am writing a young adult novel just so I can get science (and progressive themes) into the hands of young people everywhere. I curl up to facts at night, and whisper sweet nothing into logic's ear before falling asleep. In short: I don't buy into mysticism, in whatever form or label it comes in and this has, at times, earned me the label of cynic, which is not only untrue, but unfair as well.Read More
What I can not accept, is the abandonment of this country's constitution and the fundamental beliefs on which it was founded. By not effectively separating church and state in many of our public schools, we are allowing the substandard education that ends up pushing out more and more under-educated and ignorant young people, who are left with no reason to question the bigotry they are presented with. In fact, they welcome it! It's all they've ever known.Read More
This week's exercise: Choose ten random words from a dictionary and use them to suggest a character, a setting, and a problem. Put the character into a situation where the problem is not easily overcome and write a short story.Read More
An opinion piece was published recently on the popular parenting website, Scary Mommy, in which the blogger shamed millennials about not wanting to have children. The article, entitled Millennials, Stop Whining and Go Have Babies, is roughly five-hundred words of pure, compost-loving, bullshit.Read More
The next creative writing activity in this series is the concept of turning a poem into a short story. Using the poem as inspiration, you are supposed to create a character and a situation in which the spirit of the poem is represented.
I gave myself an hour to write and edit this. What poem would you chose?Read More
As a way to get my inner juices flowing- oh. Oh no. That's not what I- I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.
Let me try that again.
As a way to get into a creative mood, I decided to try playing some creative writing games and turn them into blog posts. I found a website that gives teachers ideas for assignments that could help inspire their students during the writing process. I am going to do these activities occasionally. Just to prove to myself that I can, dammit.
The first one is called Color Coded.Read More
Working in combination with a particularly delicious red Zinfandel, my ignorance was violently thrown in my face the night of that moonrise. It was thrown, beaten, flogged, hanged, drawn, and quartered. I may be an intelligent woman, but holy fuck can I be stupid. My only consolation is knowing that I am not the only one who is utterly devoid of common sense in at least some way. Everyone has holes in their knowledge that beg to be filled up, (That sentence ended up somewhere different than where it started.) and that's alright. We can't all know everything.Read More
Last week, I took my first "selfie" and posted it on my Facebook. I had recently colored my hair a much darker color than my DNA typically expresses, so I wanted to show it off a bit and begin a new chapter in my cynical, yet surprisingly cheerful, life.Read More