Stephanie Klein's Greek Tragedy

losing yourself in a marriage

I realized last night, as I watch An Education, that I will eventually be able to get to that place where everything is mine again. Where I won’t have to compromise, where I can sleep-in, without someone commenting on it.…

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how to raise yourself on a diet of broadway

On the mornings I drive the beans to school, Wednesday & Thursdays, we listen to showtunes. Except, of course, during November, when we’re getting a head start on holiday music. We have time for three songs, and they…

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new year’s: it’s not what it used to be

New Year’s Eve: It’s not what it used to be. It was a life of sequins and phone calls, tickets purchased, menus read, reservations, and hair appointments. My girlfriends and I would discuss outfits. There were pre-cocktail moments. There was…

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sleeping with the little engine that could…n’t

I realize, of course, the implication of my title. So, I’ll set things right at the onset. This is not my attempt at creating a euphemism for erectile dysfunction, nor is it a comment on the vest-pocket penis. For…

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the placebo effect of dating

I took a Health Psychology class in college, where I learned, among other things, about the power of positive (and craptastic) thinking, particularly its impact on our health. I already knew that imagining myself making contact with the ball on…

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if jokes about swinging scrotums make you laugh

If you think jokes about balls and swinging scrotums are inherently funny, your dominant archetype element is fire–at least according to my younger sister Lea. A licensed massage therapist, Lea (and my sweet baby Linus) are moving from Montana…

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truest stages of rejection

It’s the worst when you allow yourself to get excited. You begin to plan a future wrapped around this one hope. It’s really happening! And then, someone takes a furry turd and smears it on your corduroys. And dammit,…

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how to make life more palatable

I’m not going to say it happens against my will. But I will allow that it’s an irresistible urge of mine to concoct recipes in my head, at the most inappropriate moment. I’m at a funeral, and I start…

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911: crisis is the catalyst to your career

In honor of addressing the anniversary of September 11, 2001, I’m re-posting this entry I’d written in 2004 (before I made a living through photography and writing), because I think it honors the idea that life is precious, and we…

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in good company

I’ve just come from a delicious meal of moments. It wasn’t the food or the wine–in fact, I hardly noticed either. I just had an unplanned dinner with two other couples, very impromptu, and I have to say, it…

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