She Hated Her Son. Hating Her Is Not The Answer.

March 6, 2012

Ishan Patel’s mother hated him from the day he was born prematurely in January 2011. Diagnosed with postpartum depression, Neha Patel, a pharmacist, was given medication to deal with her condition. However, like many depressed people, Patel seemed unable to commit to regularly taking an antidepressant. News reports don’t mention whether she was being seen [...]

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And Now It’s On

February 28, 2012

When I came home from Chicago a few weeks ago, it was my plan to settle into writing one of the two books I started after publishing Elephant Girl. One was a non-fiction sequel of sorts, the other a novel about three solitary female artists who come together over a controversy and a child. As [...]

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How I Became A Pacifist

February 18, 2012

April is National Child Abuse Prevention Month. I’ll be posting some additional articles then, but wanted to start getting the word out now in case other bloggers didn’t know about this event and would like to support the cause on their own sites. The following is a story I’d like to dedicate this to S.J., [...]

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Why I Can’t Listen to Enya

February 13, 2012

You know how sometimes you just adore someone you hardly know for no perceptible reason? Maybe it’s a chemical thing or an intuitive one, but that’s the way I felt about Ellen. In another life, I worked in a health club as a massage therapist. Ellen used to come in and use the treadmills and [...]

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Random Thoughts from Chicago & The Rosie Show

February 9, 2012

At night, the city slowed but the bright lights remained. Bored taxi drivers waited in curbside lines, checking their emails or talking to loved ones on cell phones. I’d wander down Stetson Street, to Bockwinkel’s market, where I’d make small talk with the night workers, buy something to eat, and then hand a few dollars [...]

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That Urgent Wild

February 9, 2012

When I was a child, it seemed nearly impossible. As a young adult, it seemed incredibly far away. In my thirties, I still felt like I had forever barring an accident or disease. Today, though, I realize I am closer to the end than I am the beginning. Even while some trick of biology makes [...]

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