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An Abdication of Responsibility 

I wrote a story last week and sent it to my editor, knowing she’s going to have mixed feelings, and prefaced with the following:

“The story follows Nye over a series of years where she grows angrier and angrier with the injustice, and the inability of anyone to put an end to what she believes to be a wholly unfair act. When she can no longer sit idle to the power structure her people enable, she resists the status quo and decides to put an end to this inured custom.”

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changing paths (again)

Helllllooooooooooo….. I swear, every time I write something here, it starts with an apology as to why I’ve let so much time lapse. I won’t let it happen again as I have now made a commitment to write on P&H on a regular basis (along with a bunch of new and returning women), and since I hate carrying around the guilt of letting people down, I think I will be able to actually do this. Continue Reading

Double Decker Gelato

Our girl Bree has done it (again!). She’s about to release her new children’s book “Milo and Georgie” and it’s a big topic made relatable. Change is at the forefront, but not only that it can be scary, but also how leaning into change can be a new wonderful discovery on the other side.

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The Unlikable Woman.

Last night, when I should have been sleeping, I was catching up on Roxane Gay’s Bad Feminist – in particular her chapter “Not here to make friends.” The chapter title comes from that inevitable quip from every ‘difficult’ (usually female) member of any competitive reality show, when it turns out she’s not here for pedicures and pillow fights with her teammates. Because if a woman isn’t kind, agreeable, and making all the right decisions – she must be a bitch or a loser right?

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Sans Social Media Saturday.

In my endless quest to find balance between technology and sanity – without moving off-grid to start my own self-sustainable textile/veggie farm – I have begun to institute Sans Social Media Saturday. No instagram, no facebook, no websites, no email…

I’ve had a grand total of ONE of these Saturdays. Apparently I was firmly stuck in the procrastination station, because although I’ve had this idea for months, I just instituted it last weekend.

So how’d it go, you ask?

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