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Why Won’t Caitlin Flanagan LEAVE ME ALONE?

Dear Caitlin,
I’m writing to ask that you please stop turning up in all my favorite Internet haunts. Apparently, admitting that I was powerless over the Mommy Wars and my life had become unmanageable wasn’t enough. One day at a time, I told myself, I will not throw needless handgrenades post about anything having to do [...]

No Place to Hide: The Mommy Wars are Everywhere

Sometimes, to take a break from all my intellectual gyrations over the Mommy Wars, I like to spend a little time on Gawker. If you’re not familiar with Gawker, well, it’s the one of the ways I pretend to be cool. I can keep up on the latest NYC gossipnews by without having [...]

Nine Short Posts About SXSW: BlogHer v. My Life, Round One

One of the reasons I was excited about going to SXSW was the chance to hear some of the leading women bloggers talk about their work. It was my guilty pleasure, an interactive affair I was planning to keep my true self afloat through the film festival, the awkward parties, and the time on the [...]

Nine Short Posts about SxSW: Heavy Metal Parking Lot

I keep trying to write this post as though it could possibly be amusing or interesting. I wrote a list of the things I wanted to write about SxSW and “Heavy Metal Parking Lot” is the prelude. But the truth is, it’s boring.
Why should you care about the fact that I spent opening night of [...]

Then You Can Write in One of Your Damn Blogs

Turns out that the readership of Prematurely Grey has grown a bit weary of my lengthy hiatus. Seems as though my travails as a wife, mother, daughter, and dedicated radio listener are of actual interest to at least one person. So, instead of continuing to sweep the elm shit off the side deck, I have [...]

SXSW: Was it just a dream?

I’m beginning to wonder if I really did go to SXSW, if I actually met all those people, gave out all those t-shirts. Everything’s back to normal today–girls woke up in their own beds, were fed by their own parents, went to their school. I medaled in the grocery store biathlon, hitting both the Old [...]