Some days you wake up, brush your teeth, forget to do Kegels, and say, "if only The Guardian was running a new short story by Alice Munro, then I could go on."
- Why I Have To Be So "Rude"
- Talking to Tina Haver-Currin, Steadfast Pro-Choice Protester and Gentle, Brilliant Troll
- Giving Our Daughter My Last Name
- On Radical Feminism vs Letting a Trans Person Be
- Ask a Fancy Person: Occasionless Gifts, Chemo Baldness at the Office, The "Thanks For the Birthday Wishes" Anomie