Stroll Down Memory Lane

It is the end of the year and I always right a Year in Review. That probably won’t be posted until we edge toward New Year’s Eve, but going back even further than a year, I was thinking about how much has happened to my life, Nick’s life, our life since we smashed cake into […]

Thank You, Chicago!

I can’t believe I forgot to post this, but I had my first public reading last weekend! make/shift magazine, for which I edit, had a public reading in Chicago and invited me to read some of my work along with four other writers. I was so excited! My first public reading. Unfortunately, Nick was still […]

The Christmas Problem

Last month I joined Facebook (an online social networking thingy that’s oodles of fun and lets you keep in touch with your best friend from pre-school on the east coast) and have been putting weekly plugs in Nick’s ear to join as well. His worry: it might be too much work. (It requires you to […]

Health and Breath

Since so many of my posts have been up serious creek, I thought it important for folks to realize that not all of feminism is S.E.R.I.O.U.S. So much of what makes feminism so attractive, to me, is that it covers a multitude of issues on the spectrum of women and gender. One of the basic […]

Good-bye to Anonymous Privileges

How I have tried to make you feel includedby allowing your comments and words,but I think it’s time to change thatand now wail a song of dirge. Your barrage of f*uck you’s and threatsonce scared me to the bone,but now I realize you write these thingsbehind a screen, faceless, and alone. Oh Anon, I have […]

The Final Change

I wavered for about three months with the title of my blog. A Womyn’s Ecdysis was the name for over two years. And then I felt an itch. An itch to change that reflected the restlessness inside. I renamed it Disobedience to reflect the hard core rebellion of mainstream feminism and societal values. And while […]

Nick’s Sick

He’s snoring like a whale, poor guy. He wasn’t feeling that great over Thanksgiving weekend, but he mustered up all his strength to fully participate in all family events. We returned to our beloved Cleveland and it was downhill from there. I woke up this morning to his ragged breathing and him poking me in […]