Stephanie Klein's Greek Tragedy

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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meat candy + the sex that wasn’t

I totally wasn't planning on writing about flanken, in June nonetheless, but there it is. It keeps sneaking into everything I write. The only way out is through, so here we are. I feel compelled to share that I…

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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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wrecking balls + other psychos

Once upon an engaged life ago, I worked in an office with a beautiful, funny woman, who was, without question, a fucking psycho. But, man was she entertaining. And I liked how neurotic she was. In Moose I changed her…

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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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advice: when friendship becomes endship

QUESTION FROM A GREEK TRAGEDY READER [Let's call her Natalie]: I've been a long time reader (since you first were featured in The New York Times) and really could use your advice. Several years ago I introduced a work…

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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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the bowdabra b(l)ow job

This post is about packages. The kind you give and the kind you receive. The one for which you sometimes buy silk boxers, mostly out of guilt after purchasing one thing too many on an "I'm just browsing" day. So,…

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mother’s day moments: sing it out

A slice of motherhood. In the car, with the taters. Broadway show tunes at the ready. Makes me laugh every time. These are the moments I want to always remember. Especially the bit where Abigail knows, in advance, to…

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assuming he’ll pay: guilty freeloader syndrome

QUESTION FROM A GREEK TRAGEDY READER: I've enjoyed your blog for years, and I'd love your opinion on an issue I'm having with a guy I'm dating. We are both in our mid 20's in professional school. Even though I…

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