On Love, Three-legged Races, and Leaning In Together

March 5, 2015

Nearly four years ago, I asked my husband to move our family to New York City. It will mean selling our house, I said. It will mean packing up everything and going to a new country. It will mean leaving your job. I won’t push you if you don’t want to, I said. I would really love to do this, but I won’t make you go along with it. If you don’t want to, we won’t. This has to be our decision. He didn’t say yes immediately. I had hoped that he would. At some point I pushed him. It [...]

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Check Your Message, Barbie

February 18, 2015

Look, this is a great message. “The hero is YOU!” YES. OF COURSE. But does the hero – nine years old? Ten? – need to be wearing high-heeled boots?

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Find Your Balance, Hit Your Heights

January 30, 2015

Last year I made some decisions that put me on a highwire – or a tightrope, or a trapeze, or a cliff face, or in any case somewhere really high up and really scary but also really exhilarating. Somewhere I could touch the clouds. A place from which I could make great leaps and – [...]

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The Truth About Santa, and Many Impossible Things

December 23, 2014

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Tomorrow night, Emilia will put out cookies and milk and a handwritten note for the red-suited gentleman who will visit our house – ingress through the chimney – and leave presents under our Christmas tree. She will also leave carrots, for the reindeer who pull his sleigh, because, as she says, [...]

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Nine Years Old

November 14, 2014

Dear Emilia, Today, you are nine years old. Nine years old. Nine years old. The force of time is something that you don’t yet feel or fully understand. Time, for you, is measured in minutes and hours and days – how many more minutes until we have to leave for school, how many hours until [...]

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The Postmodernist At The End Of This Book

September 5, 2014

(I posted a version of this piece a zillion 7 years ago. Republishing it now, because I just posted a list of my favorite books on Facebook, and this explains at least one item – maybe two or three – on that list.) Books. Today we shall reflect on books. Not about books that you [...]

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Do You Want To Build A Fairy Tale? On Frozen and Folklore and the Burden of Cynicism

September 2, 2014

‘A lot of people felt that the world had grown too cynical for a sincere fairy tale.’ So says John Lasseter, at the beginning of a behind-the-scenes/making of documentary on Frozen, in explaining why that movie very nearly didn’t get made. Although he doesn’t mean to, he also, in this one statement, provides a possible [...]

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On Getting There, Someday

August 27, 2014

Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there someday. — A. A. Milne I haven’t yet had my biopsy. Which is fine, mostly, for now. It took some work for me to get to fine about this, but it was a weird process, made complicated by the fact that I am Canadian [...]

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Above Us, Only Sky

August 18, 2014

There’s always a moment, when you’re climbing very big rocks, that you look down and say ‘oh, shit.’ Sometimes you say those words out loud, sometimes the words just fly around in your head like trapped butterflies, but either way the feeling is the same: you’ve just looked down, and you’ve seen how far there is [...]

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Sometimes, You Live The Story As You Tell It

July 24, 2014

This is play, truly. This is what “watch me be the sunset Daddy!” looks like. This is the rejoinder to the complaint that life is documented more than it is lived. For us, it’s both, all at once. We write our story, and tell it, and sometimes the telling shapes the writing, and sometimes the [...]

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A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words, But Sometimes You Need A Thousand And One

June 27, 2014

I have a section on this site called ‘Instagrammatica.’ It’s right over there under the ‘Pictorial’ tab, and it’s exactly what you’d expect it to be: a feed of my Instagram photos. It’s been there for a few years. I look at it sometimes, and it’s nice, but it’s not as as nice as my [...]

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