Motherhood

Published by McSweeney’s: QUESTIONS I WOULD HAVE PREFERRED TO HAVE BEEN ASKED IN MY THIRTIES IN LIEU OF “WHY DON’T YOU WANT KIDS?”

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Check out my list, Questions I Would Have Preferred to Have Been Asked in My Thirties in Lieu of “Why Don’t You Want Kids?“, published by McSweeney’s. 

If the producers of Dancing with the Stars chose you as a competitor, who would you want as your partner and which dance style would you perform? Would you wear red or purple sequins? (more…)

I’m Reading at Expressing Motherhood–Buy Your Tix Now! #exmoshow

Expressing Motherhood*** UPDATE as of September 26th: Unfortunately, I won’t be able to participate this time around given a scheduling conflict. Stay tuned as I hope to participate in the future!

I’ve been chosen to be part of the cast of Expressing Motherhood! I’m going to read a piece from my memoir-in-progress about choosing to be childfree. The show is one night only–on Saturday, November 7th at 7:30PM at Spirit Studio in Silverlake. Tickets are on sale now and since it’s in a small setting it’s going to sell out fast…buy your tickets now by clicking here! They’re $25 each, but the show should be well worth the splurge!

By Popular Demand–A Clip of Me Reading from My Memoir

Take a look at me reading from my thesis, a memoir-in-progress, that tells the story about a 30-something woman (me) who gets married assuming she’ll have kids, but then considers living childfree. To grapple with her decision, she writes letters to the child she has not conceived. Since my husband is named Bear, I call this project “Dear Cub.” This snippet is a tribute to Bear’s grandmother, Tita.

Filmed at the University of Southern California in May 2015.

New Essay: The Moment I Became My Mother Published by Role Reboot

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Becoming your mother is often unavoidable. But is it always a bad thing? Find out by clicking here.

P.S. No that’s not a pic of mom and me — although those curlies could be ours.

Something terrible happened this year right before my 38th birthday: I became my mother. I was just standing in my kitchen cutting up a cantaloupe. Isn’t this something women face in their 50′s? Or after they have their own kids? I swore this day would never come. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve been fighting to have a very different life than my mom’s. But now I see that I’ve failed miserably.

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