Chinese New Year
On pan fried turnip cake and the impossible task of keeping it all together.
Essays on marriage, motherhood, rage, exhaustion, sex, bond, and power.
On pan fried turnip cake and the impossible task of keeping it all together.
Marriage is a really, really bad idea. Separation has been in the air we breathe since the beginning.
Years after our daughters were born, I was still chasing a son. Conception wasn’t instant like it was with our daughters.
On why I don’t get to London often enough. Fish and chips on Notting Hill. Noodles and dumplings steaming in Chinatown. And the correct Brasier.