The 1980s was the time before privacy laws and barriers to semi-shield you in your discussions with the pharmacist.
I inched closer to her side.
“Mama?” I said.
“You’re a big girl now. Get in line and drop off your prescriptions.” […]
Reproductive freedom, parenting, and the medical community in the 1980s – a funny and true story. […]
I am in a slump. I am all written out. My brain is mush. So I decided to play with Andrew’s photographs for our collaboration “69 Scheimpflug Street.” I am not sure he was amused – he sent me an article on how to crop and present images. Okay dokey. The article is on my […]
Aren’t these beautiful people? Isn’t it lovely to have models that are not in their teens or twenties? Or even thirties or forties? Aren’t they sexy? Being mid fifties myself, I wanted this image to reflect the passion and tenderness of a couple in their 50s. The fifties. When you like a teenager, not one […]
One day when I was 45, wearing an expensive equivalent of a Mumu (a linen sack minus the pineapples and war canoes), I went back to therapy. I said, “Help me make a graceful transition into middle age.” (Okay, so I was running a little late.) He looked at me like I had grown a […]