I’m old enough to know that New Year’s Resolutions are for suckers.  Sure, blank slates offer motivation, but never as much as we hope.  We’re lazy and it’s cold.  And that’s fair.  But I have been trying each Jan. ...

I ruminate quite a bit over our hyper-digitized lives.  But I also think a lot about gender.  I can’t help it.  I’m a 48-year-old woman, a separated mother of two boys, ages 11 and 8.  And I’ve joked before that if you tried...

There are limits to the usefulness of naming things.  Especially when it involves shiny new coinages fueled by the hungry ghost of the internet.  When words get too sticky and our use of them sloppy, we become incurious and, worse, se...

 There’s a lot to be said about being able to feel that something is done.  Finished.  Over.  Last call.  Go home.  In Oliver Burkeman’s newsletter “The Imperfectionist,” he recently touted the importance o...

I haven’t been on an airplane in a long time.  I can only imagine how hellish it’s become; a microcosm of how well we’re generally faring being around one another.That we spend so much time in virtual landscapes obviously means we s...