My Terrible Calcium Score

There seem to be no end of books about people dealing with cancer, but I haven’t heard of books about grappling with heart disease. Maybe that’s because, unlike cancer victims, people with heart disease die too fast to have a chance to write about it.

What to Expect When Your Ewes Are Expecting

Ever since Covid, I’ve been a transplanted (from NYC) Vermonter, living the good life in what used to be our (long) weekend house.

Mourning the Loss of Fertility

When I turned 40, I mourned that I would never have children. I was unmarried, not dating anyone steadily and had decided against braving single motherhood.

The Experiment

Nan was frantically waving her hand from her second-row desk, almost directly in front of Mrs. Mulroney. Like the rest of her, Nan’s arm was long and unmissable.

Far Away and at Night Song

Late one evening, the winter after Mark got the Russian dictionary, Elli, wrapped in one of the family’s coarse wool army blankets, had been drifting in and out of sleep, her head resting in her father’s lap as he drove, her feet snuggled in the lap of her mother, in the right front seat. Although […]

Everyone Has Published but Me!

I check my email compulsively. If I let myself, I’d do it every five minutes to see if the small press that has said it would reconsider its rejection of my novel if I cut 100 pages has, having read my pared-down manuscript, decided, ‘Yes!