Shitty Feminist

I’m a pretty shitty feminist. I don’t ground my writing in feminism because I’m deeply afraid of doing the whole thing wrong. Like I’m not academic enough. I don’t see the stamp of patriarchy & oppression in places where it’s so obvious to other feminists. But, look, I’m 45 years old. And I’m focused onContinue reading “Shitty Feminist”

Contradictions

It’s absolutely stunning in Atlanta today. The sun is glorious. Everything is blooming in an explosion of color. It is as perfect a spring day as I can conjure. Days like make it seem like anything is possible, probable even. Like the cosmos have aligned to heap blessings upon me. Then, I watched a hearseContinue reading “Contradictions”

Wild Quests & Small Talk

I suck at small talk. It’s taken me a long time to reckon with that truth. But there it is. I love people, though. I think they’re endlessly fascinating. But only if they’re telling me about things that mean something to them. This made me ill-suited for office potlucks. But uniquely suited to own aContinue reading “Wild Quests & Small Talk”

Belonging

Late Sunday afternoon, one of my favorite customers popped into the bookstore to grab a book she’d put on hold. She’s one of those people who radiates down-to-earth, good energy. She’s a joy to be around. In fact, when I’m around her, I feel like I belong. That’s a pretty radical, earth-shifting gift: to makeContinue reading “Belonging”

Let’s Talk. Period.

No one talked periods in my house growing up. Here’s what I remember: being about 8 years old and climbing around in the backseat while we were making the never-ending drive from South Florida to North Florida to visit my grandparents (y’all, Florida is an exceptionally l-o-n-g state. Those drives went on until the secondContinue reading “Let’s Talk. Period.”

No Slut-Shaming Here

Sunday morning, the (almost) 10 year old and I puttered about the kitchen. As coffee flowed freely from its pot into my waiting mug, I heard a tentative “Mommy?” I looked up at my child who was peering at me with a look of concern (and maybe a little gentle reproach). “Um… I think youContinue reading “No Slut-Shaming Here”

Everything’s Coming Up Witches

Back in early December, my book club picked A Discovery of Witches for our upcoming book nerd-out session. And when I say “we” picked it, I really mean I nudged it forward because folks had been coming in the store to grab the book. And it’s super helpful if, as a bookseller, I can chatContinue reading “Everything’s Coming Up Witches”

Do No Harm–It’s My First Rule of Bookselling

The other day, this lovely young woman came in to the bookstore and asked if we had any Christian books. Ahem. It was kind of awkward… because we have a spirituality section. But let’s just stay it leans heavily toward Buddhism, general spiritual pursuits (mindfulness, crystals, auras), and witchcraft. We do have a few ChristianContinue reading “Do No Harm–It’s My First Rule of Bookselling”

Her Timing is Always a Mystery

Parenting is largely intuitive. Right? Or am I doing it wrong? Because this really feels, for the most part, like a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants endeavor. It’s not so much the “where do babies come from?” conversations… those big ones are expected. You kind of get to plan for those. And, honestly, for us that one was easy…Continue reading “Her Timing is Always a Mystery”

My explanation for most things: Because I’m a Virgo.

During the chaos that is our morning coffee time (seriously, the dog’s running about, the kid’s doing some crazy chicken imitation, I’m hyped up on caffeine… it’s utter mayhem), Simon mentioned that I can sometimes be intimidating. I laughed. Because, hello… obviously, I’m the least intimidating person in the world. I’m like a muppet: overlyContinue reading “My explanation for most things: Because I’m a Virgo.”