When I was fifteen all of my favorite writers were men. I deliberately shunned writing by women because they were overwrought with sentimentality and flowery feelings. I wanted grit. I wanted edge. I wanted provocative. I wanted to read the works of writing that made me want to throw up my middle finger along with […]Read more "The Puppets of Periodicals"
About a month ago, several of us responded to VIDA‘s report on the rates at which major U.S. literary and news publishers feature women and men writers. We should not have been surprised to see that the majority of writers in major publications are men, but the figures were discouraging nonetheless. Lest feminists from either […]Read more "Collective Response: Women Writing Opinion"
In 2006, I was a public school Art teacher in NYC. This was a Monday: With large craft scissors aimed at six-year-old eye level, Emelia serpentined through the classroom, leaving the spared in her wake. She flew through tiny chairs and tiny tables, her weapon drawn, eliciting yelps and screams from some, frightened laughter from […]Read more "Opportunity Doesn’t Knock"