with humor and humanity, real-life social commentary by a mom with her hands in soap bubbles and on keyboards every day, sometimes a dangerous combination
“And then she realized that no, no, it was the earth that she was flying over, and that she was looking not at the stars but at the creatures of the world, and that they were all, they were each—beggars, dogs, orphans, kings, elephants, soldiers—emitting pulses of light. The whole of creation glowed.”
—Kate DiCamillo in The Magician’s Elephant
Ms. Z is a freelance writer and editor, a National Board Certified English teacher, the mother of a teenager, and an avid runner and tennis player. She writes literary nonfiction and poetry and edits academic works, most often for her college professor husband and his colleagues as well as for international scholars who were once…
Ms. Z is a veteran schoolteacher, a freelance writer/editor, and a full-time working mother again, after a short-lived stint as “a feminist housewife in the American South at the age of forty,” a role for which she confesses to being completely unqualified. Moving east of her Eden from the San Francisco Bay to the Appalachian…
To the world’s greatest little brother; to the one who called my husband brother before it was even official (and much to the confusion of the staff on your shared college campus); to our patient and generous housemate, who (so far) agrees to share a bathroom with an active teenager bringing home a lot of…
Stumbling Off My Soapbox 