My August newsletter has been stuck in draft form since the 15th and as we head into Labor Day weekend I am finally ready to admit that autobiographical writing is not where my head has been this past...
It's an unseasonably cool Saturday evening (67 Fahrenheit) and as I fill in the gaps on this newsletter neighbors somewhere down the road are setting off fireworks. Other than fireworks, it's been mos...
I began this newsletter during the first heat wave of the summer -- three days of stifling 90+ heat and humidity. Our new apartment, though without central air (neither Hanna nor I have ever lived wit...
Here we are on a rainy, grey evening in Boston. I started this letter to all of you at lunch today, and thought I had saved it, but the draft seems to have been lost! Ugh. So here are my updates in wo...
I started this newsletter last night *en route* to Austin, Texas where I am spending a few days with my sister Maggie. I haven’t seen her in three years, so we’re excited to hang out together. I’m kee...
This past month of our lives has been dominated by two things, one sad and sudden, one mostly happy.
Well here we are. The past month has seen the advent of a new administration as well as a sustained wave of resistance in many forms. Hanna and I also got the unwelcome news on February 1st that our l...
Welcome to the first issue of *the feminist librarian: a newsletter*. Some of you likely remember that I got my start writing newsletters nearly thirty years ago with the Cook family *Tree House News ...