Katie’s Blog: Essays, News, Marginalia
:: 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.
:: You can choose to write nothing about your kids, which is a fine choice, or you can write about your kids with utter kindness, respect, and gratitude. And even then, you must be careful.
:: I’m not here to change your mind. I just want to make the world a better place.
:: The theme of this month’s book review column is writing the world we want into existence, or, writing the white supremacist patriarchy out of it.*
:: I woke up this morning to the most bizarre news story. I mean, truly bizarre.
:: I really didn’t want to. But how can I not? How can I not? Someone has to write about rape.