In the months since the 2016 presidential election, I’ve been struggling to find a purpose for my writing, a reason to keep creating and imagining my own worlds, in a world that feels more alien and terrifying each day.
On January 21, 2017, I marched in Los Angeles as part of the Women’s March on Washington protesting Donald Trump’s presidency. In sister marches around the world, between 3 and 5 million people protested that day. Read more →
On election night, I wasn’t the only one in my household watching the results with dismay. My eleven-year-old son kept coming into the room, sitting with me, looking for reassurance. “It’s going to get better, Mom, isn’t it?” he kept asking. Read more →
I am a feminist who wears that title with pride. Yet, for most of my life, I’ve been forced to accept sexism as the price of being female.
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It took me years to figure out how to write a good, tense plot. Read more →
I’ve always worn my pessimism like a badge of honor. Optimism is for suckers. Read more →
This past December, my story “F-Man,” originally published by the amazing Carve Magazine, and then reprinted by the lovely digital magazine Paragraph Shorts, was named a top 10 finalist for the 2015 Million Writers Award. Today is the last day to vote for “F-Man.” Read more →
I started writing this post last October, after the Umpqua Community College shootings, to present some pointers for talking to kids like my 10-year-old son about school shootings. But even thinking about school shootings scared me. Read more →
I’m pleased to be teaching my flash fiction workshop for UCLA Extension Writers’ Program 2016 Writers’ Studio. Read more →