Stephanie Klein's Greek Tragedy

in the beginning

In the beginning, we not only shave, we exfoliate. We apply lotion and fall asleep naked or in silk. Oral pleasure isn't just witty banter, and most of all, we're willing to dance, to try foods we know we…

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advice: the dreaded “why aren’t you two engaged?”

QUESTION FROM A GREEK TRAGEDY READER [Let's call her Amy]: I’ve been dating my current boyfriend since November 2008. I’m 30 and he’s 38. In August of 2009, after roughly 9 months of dating, he told me that instead of…

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advice: when YOUR mother is the dreaded mother-in-law

QUESTION FROM A GREEK TRAGEDY READER [Let's call her Olivia]: Hey Stephanie....so I'm an avid reader of your blog. Your writing is so eloquent. You often hit on day to day real life issues and give great advice. Okay, so, not…

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mind dumping

In general, "dumping" is a word I try to avoid. Those of you who take issue with "moist" know what I mean. There's just something completely unpalatable about the word. I won't even refer to Lucas's truck by its proper…

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talking things through

A day later, I was still sick over it, being curt, avoiding you. You called me out on it, wanting to know what my problem was, and I told you I was still angry about what happened. "Well, I'm furious,"…

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when parents fight

My hands were full with a sleeve of diapers and two books. You were sitting on the bed with our little man. I heard you say, "They laughed at you? Well, that's their problem, not yours, buddy." You and…

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paralyzing choices: when you don’t know where to begin

I feel stuck. Totally paralyzed. Depressed. I'm literally sitting on the "snack spot" in my kitchen, a careworn loveseat, unsure of what to do, where to go, what's next. I don't know where to start. It feels like there's…

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500 days of summer in spring

500 Days of Summer deserved to be nominated. During our impromptu Oscar gathering, I went a little Rainman. "Write it down. Did you write it down? An Education and 500 Days of Summer. Now."  Then I repeated it. And…

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what would your childhood self think of you now?

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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you can’t teach passion

I have moments every day where I’m excited. In love with the way Abigail says orange (or-shan-ge), hamburger (hamma-g-burger), and vanilla (bella). Love the way Lucas waits to hear me tell him I love him, then he SIGHS every…

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