Marching. And What Comes After

This is a hard day.

I am frightened for the most vulnerable among us, for our whole country, for our foreign relations, and honestly, for our whole planet. I am desolate at the end of the Obama era, which was not perfect, but which filled me with a pride in my country and a hope […]

Dark Times, and Turning Back Toward the Light

It’s the shortest day, today, which always feels important. One of my favorite poems in the world, by Susan Cooper, begins:

And so the Shortest Day came and the year died And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world Came people singing, dancing, To drive the dark away.*

Of course there are twenty-four hours […]

The Stories We Don’t Want to Tell: Aleppo

I don’t want to talk about this. I don’t want to write about it, or read about it, or learn more. Within the borders of our country I worry about our democracy; within the borders of my home there is snow falling outside the window and the smell of baking within. I don’t want to […]

On Safety Pins and Stories; On Listening and Speaking Out

How do we start at the beginning?

Do we begin with an election, an election between two flawed human candidates, but also one where one candidate had demonstrated, through decades of actions, her qualifications, and the other had demonstrated (also through decades of actions), his political inexperience, his bullying, and his lack of self-control?

Or […]

Dedicating my Vote

There is a general feeling that politics shouldn’t be discussed in a professional setting. I don’t always agree with this, but I try to keep my Ranty McRant pants in a hard-to-reach drawer, so I don’t pull them on too often. Mostly I write about books I love, or post photos of my cats, or […]

Yom Kippur at the Beach

Some lessons learned from a day at the beach

I’m not what you’d call a practicing Jew, what with being married to a lapsed Catholic and considering bacon and lobster two of the world’s best foods. But I am Jewish, and our family (like my fictional Fletchers), does our best version of God’s Greatest Hits […]

And So the Shortest Day Came…

Yesterday my son broke a rather expensive glass candlestick. He broke it by kicking a soccer ball at the dining room table, so there wasn’t much room for ambiguity here. He pretty much nailed the sucker.

But let me back up.

Almost nineteen years ago we were given these hand-blown, Vermont-artisan candlesticks as a wedding […]

We Need Diverse Books (of course)

Well, I might have just cried a little bit at the video below.

There are a lot of good and important causes out there, but I can’t think of many nearer and dearer to my heart than the We Need Diverse Books campaign.

What began as a social media uproar due to the lack […]

Me and My Blog (a Tragi-Comedy)

I waste spend a lot of time on social media. If you want to find me I am yapping away most days on Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, and so on. I post compelling articles on the need for more diversity in children’s literature, or reviews of books that I’ve adored. I also find myself posting photos […]

The Shortest Day

Several years ago I wrote this post about the winter solstice, and about wanting to hibernate through the winter, and about traditions, such as bringing evergreens into our house, and lighting fires to keep away the dark. As a culturally-practicing-but-religiously-agnostic Jew married to a traditionally-raised-but-lapsed Catholic, there are a lot of traditions and rituals that […]