ECHO

Lauren J. Sharkey’s essay, ECHO, was selected as a *winner* in the Women Under Scrutiny:The (Dis)Comfort) of Our Bodies, Ourselves contest. Women Under Scrutiny, compiled by Randy Susan Meyers and edited by Nancy MacDonald, is an honest, intimate examination of the relationships we have with our bodies, hair, and faces, how…

In conversation with Alyssa Waugh

Reblogged from Blind Faith Books’ Official Facebook Page: #IAMSTRENGTH #MeetTheContributors Lauren J. Sharkey on her essay, “What All Survivors Know.” AW: In or two sentences, what is your piece in this collection about? LJS: When I was in college, I found myself in an emotionally and physically abusive relationship. This piece is…

Crazy Rich Asians

I don’t know if it’s like this anywhere else, but on Long Island – well, white, middle-class suburban Long Island – there’s an entire culture surrounding the debate of whether to send your child to a Catholic high school, or public high school.

Goodbye, Bertha

Dearest Bertha, I’m not sure I ever told you this, but I never wanted you. No, I wanted the bright red Honda Civic on Hillside Ave. But Dad was helping me finance the purchase, and as such, we went with his pick.

America

The below video’s quality is bad, the angle is wrong, the lighting leaves much to be desired, and the singing is BAD, but I needed to share it with you tonight – right now. But first…

The Dream

Last Friday, I woke up to an e-mail from my publisher. The subject line read: page proofs/Inconvenient Daughter. After I opened the e-mail, I clicked the attachment and saw this:

So, the book is based on you?

It’s been almost two weeks since I announced my debut novel, INCONVENIENT DAUGHTER, is forthcoming from Kaylie Jones Books in 2020. After the explosion of comments on my Facebook page and the initial influx of calls and texts from friends and family died down, everything pretty much went back to…

To Bryan, on our anniversary

Dearest Bryan, Seven years ago, you took me to see Thor. You didn’t know I refused popcorn because I didn’t want you to see I could finish a whole bag myself, and I didn’t know you didn’t kiss me because you were trying to be a gentleman. We only came…

Pick A Color

It was an ordinary day – I rolled out of bed seventeen minutes before I needed to clock in, brushed my teeth, and ate the last Chewy chocolate chip granola bar on my way to work. After putting my car in park, I unclicked my seatbelt and began digging through…

To Alanna, on Jirish Day

Of the things Alanna loved to tell people about herself, the fact that she was Jirish was probably her favorite. The first time she mentioned this term to me, I was a teenager – an angry, confused, and hateful teenager. I was sulking on the balcony of our shared godmother’s…

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