Life’s real heroes aren’t given the red carpet or BBC interviews

Why the hero of my latest novel is an old woman refugee “I like it when a flower or a little tuft of grass grows through a crack in the concrete. It's so fuckin' heroic.” ― George Carlin “No one is going to give you the education you need to overthrow them. Nobody is going... Continue Reading →

PSA to men: Stop insisting

He asked me if I wanted to go out and get wine and look at the stars. I said, politely and honestly, no thanks – I was tired and it was really cold out. He came back with, “How about wine somewhere closer?” so I had to find a way to say no, again, politely.... Continue Reading →

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