“City’s hard,” my three-year-old son occasionally remarks. He offers those words as mere description, though, no real judgment. […]
Author: Sarah Blackwood
Editing Avidly is one of the primary ways I manifest the role of “public intellectual” (ugh). I think […]
Richard Sherman talked smack after a football game and the internet exploded. Of course, because it is the […]
“Madame Ratignolle was to the last degree souffrante and unpresentable”— Kate Chopin, The Awakening At the end of […]
How do you like to nap? For me, it’s like this: on top of the covers (never under […]
By the logic of 2012’s “Personhood” rhetoric, I am currently keeping five of my son’s siblings in a […]
On Friday, we will celebrate my son being born and me nearly dying. I assure you that it […]