Essays

It Wasn't Until I Was an Old Woman that I Began to Enjoy Being Beautiful

Essay
After a lifetime of self-doubt, embracing the power of making unexpected fashion choices

The Wonder of the Look on Her Face

Essay
A young writer discovers the most important tool of all

I Survived the Blizzard of ’79

Essay
As the snow falls ever heavier and the temperature drops ever lower in the author's hometown, she ventures out into a world of white.

The Marrying Kind

Essay
Married for twenty years, happily divorced for six, the author vowed never to wed again—except in the role of officiant.

The Pit and the Page

"I can’t think about my mother, who is dying slowly and furiously. My grief is an unpacked box of sharp pieces stacked in a dark storeroom; I lug around a catalog of unfinished business."

The Math of Marriage

Winner: Best Essay Prize, "Marriage"
One simple equation compels the author to take a fifth trip down the aisle

In the Grip of the Sky

Essay
If you're wracked with joint pain, you don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows

Age, Formative

Found texts.
"When I was nine years old I began taking piano lessons. When I was nine years old I got my own library card. When I was nine years old I was diagnosed with lupus. When I was nine years old ..."

The Same Story

Winner: Best Essay Prize, "Mistakes"
Two young women pregnant at the same time by the same man.

Sleepless in Any City

Insomnia in Lorca's Madrid
I am prey to the nocturnal creaks in my mind and weak to the city creatures that stir at night. I am lonely but not alone. No one is asleep in this city. No one. No one.

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