Are you your own worst critic? Does it affect your writing? My post about this topic is being featured on BlogHer today ... come on over...

At the far end of edge of a bridge spanning the Delaware River between New Hope and Lambertville sits in a booth that is just large enough, ...

I was just updating my phone. You know how it is.  You reach a point at which you're tired of "ignore" and "remind me...

(Cross-posted at BlogHer.com) The other day, my news feed was full of that story.  You know which one.  The story about the black girl who...

Last summer, because the timing of the class was convenient for my schedule, I went to a yoga studio where everyone, it seemed, was able to ...

My first encounter with the phenomenon of " passing " was a literary one, during a Harlem Renaissance class I took in college; we ...

What do you do when you're having a bad day she texted.  I took a nap but I don't feel much better. I thought about it, knowing t...

I don't watch American Idol .  I think I've seen it a few times over the years it's been on TV, and while I found it oddly fasc...

I work at one of the most prestigious institutions of higher education in the world. The students, while they do come from all over the ma...

Plink. The yellow gas light flicked on, and I may have cursed under my breath.  That light never goes on, because I am slightly obsessed ...

Long ago, I learned to tune out the talk about the demise of the humanities.  As a former English major, I couldn't help but feel like t...

I was given a FitBit, courtesy of Best Buy, for running the BlogHer 5K this year.  Lest you call me a hypocrite , let me be clear: I would h...

On the way home last night, I found myself listening to an NPR story about foraging .  I'm no stranger to the concept; I know that NPR ...

" Salad days " is an idiomatic expression, referring to a youthful time, accompanied by the inexperience, enthusiasm, idealism,...

With gratitude to my book group, who provided the inspiration for today's post. This month, my book group read Unbroken , the memoir o...

Back in the spring of 2012, I signed up for The Listserve . The idea of the project was to create a email list that would allow one subscr...

The visiting minister who gave the sermon at our church this past Sunday said that every minister has one sermon that they keep preaching ov...