I’m dismayed to see how rapidly the women’s movement is fading, eclipsed by monstrous wars but also by young women’s failure to engage.
So “They” Let Us Have One Month…
Women’s History Month began without much attention and certainly without fanfare on March 1, 2024 and will end in deafening silence on March 31.
The Great I Am
After finding a church where I feel at least to some degree at home and grow to love the Christian ritual… I hit an obstruction.
Pip Is Tired
Pip is full of self-will—one of the reasons we get on so well—and likes to dictate as much of his life as he can.
Letter to the Editor, The Courier-Journal, 2/19/2024
I am writing to protest the just announced sale of Hopscotch House by the Kentucky Foundation for Women.
The Lost Cause
As I begin reading the collection of nineteenth-century Stiles letters that may provide the core of my next book, I’m brought reluctantly to remember two long ago incidents when loneliness pushed me closer to belief.
This Beautiful Weave
It strikes me that I have days like Sunday which seem to be a beautiful weaving of threads: red, blue, and all the other colors of the rainbow.
On Memoir
Memoir writing is a much more serious task than it’s often considered to be. It’s not informal, it’s not casual. It really is the writing of history.
Women Holding Things
As a worldwide conflagration of violence has broken out, we women are not even holding our own. Our voices and faces no longer appear in the news.
Groundhog Day
Today I’m celebrating something that happened several decades ago when Hopscotch House, belonging to the Kentucky Foundation for Women in Louisville, was just getting started and we needed an executive director.