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Feminism and The Cult of Imperial Motherhood

Sometimes you open the closet and find something you love but forgot you had and realize it totally deserves another fabulous night out…this essay is that. I first published this … Continue Reading →


The Forgiven.

Eight years ago I made a mistake. I harmed someone. I broke a heart. Some relationships are toxic and broken and present as steel boxes padlocked with kisses in size … Continue Reading →


Guest Post at Write to Done: How to Get a Book Deal: Part 1 – Printasauraus Rex Vs. The Blog: Publishing 2.0

I’ve muttered about it on Twitter, I’ve muttered about it here and I’m thrilled to announce that my muttering (on this topic) is over. It is finished and my four part … Continue Reading →


The New Rules of Future Engagement. Guaranteed, Or Your Money Back. Indirectly a Guest Post by Desiree Adaway

The New Rules of Future Engagement is a brief dating manual by Desiree Adaway, Deb Owen and moi. We collaborated on Twitter to develop this very special, very useful information … Continue Reading →


Gimme A Cookie

“It’s excruciating to watch people pretend to help other people.” – via Merlin Mann Don’t you hate it when someone helps you out? Smugly? Like: lookit me I’m so great, … Continue Reading →


I Don’t Have Time for A Mid-life Crisis Because I Just Got Cable. A Social Critique (Sorta), Referrals to My Favourite Self-Help Gurus, and a Plea To Salon. Again.

wherein the alleged lady blogger writes more than 2,800 words with nary a header or how-to in sight I’m thirty-sex. The average life expectancy for a Canadian woman is 82.7 … Continue Reading →


Psssst…It is Not All Copywriting, All The Time

This might be a little frou-frou academic but let’s get polemic and creative and re-interpret The Blog. Add jazz hands as necessary. Yes. I’m for real. I’d kinda like to … Continue Reading →


My Soul’s 4am is Penelope Trunk

Recently I ‘fessed up that criticizing Tyler Perry gave me many a sleepless night. So, after my confession, can I rest easy? No. Now, in the 4am of my soul, I’m anxious … Continue Reading →


Art, Money, Courage. Let’s Get Some. Meet Bryce Widom.

Penelope Trunk writes that it is childish to expect that you can change careers without changing salaries. She’s right. I know she’s right. Which is why I love to hear stories … Continue Reading →


T-shirt. Speaks to the Choice of a New Generation.

It’s not Pepsi. It’s Jenny. In the next installment of our exploration in cotton – of sex (porn) and money (hundredaire) – Jenny has created a very thoughtful shirt that … Continue Reading →


Storytelling about Faith, Feminism, and even a bit of Cleavage – by Ronna Detrick

guest post by Ronna Detrick There is a space in which I live, think, wonder, rage, and hope. It’s an in-between place. Sometimes a threatening chasm, other times a sheltering … Continue Reading →


Prostituting My Cleavage. Unpaid. (Apparently I’m Very Bad At This.)

It’s been two weeks. My newer, hotter, more authentically me’er blog is suddenly making me uncomfortable. It’s all sex sex sex sensual massage cleavage lookit me I’m so trampy I … Continue Reading →


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