:: I’m so tired of television shows and movies that can’t imagine women outside of basic tropes. That can’t imagine female friendships. That can’t imagine female experiences—including female pain—outside of a few certain experiences. There is so much life that women experience but we rarely see it on screen because women aren’t in writer’s rooms or behind the camera.
:: Even the most well-meaning listener can’t help but feel, in some small way, that if the victim had just made a better choice along the way, the whole messy rape thing could have been avoided.
:: A few thoughts about what it means to work as a writer and in publishing, and to speak out as a woman, and to come from a family that has some money or a family with none, and to have good intentions and to fail to communicate those intentions, and the consequences of that.
:: CW. Because even with all of the essays on sexual assault that I’ve written and published over the years, there’s still one story that I haven’t told. But with Epstein’s ugly face everywhere, I need to tell it, now.
:: How on earth am I supposed to get anything done when I not only have to do the thing but also prove that I have the right to do the thing in the first place?
:: She forced me to reckon with every word I put down on the page. I didn’t understand what words were until that writing workshop. I was nineteen years old.
Award-winning author, speaker, and law & creative writing professor. I write books that shine light on difficult subjects with grace and humor.
