Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

When Phil was in eighth grade, he tells me, he needed something to display for Hobby Night at Rachel Carson Intermediate School. He grew up in a small three-bedroom apartment in Queens, NY with his older sister and mother, so…

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Thank you for going with me when he wouldn’t.
For letting me be the over-the-top ham that I can be sometimes.
For driving…

I’m never the first one asleep. I don’t sleep on planes, or anywhere it would be convenient, and favorable for all, to shed a little bit of my anxiety. I realize people who nap are healthier, that they live longer,…

It’s only fitting that I’m watching the Indigo Girls perform with Brandi Carlile on Super Bowl Sunday. I used to go to parties and eat dip and chickens stuffed into ducks stuffed into turkeys (turducken), and have to fight for…

I don’t know why but my cousin Damien always used to shout "stem!" whenever I did something dumb. Or if I tripped, came in last place, or hit the tennis ball over the fence. I did a search for "80s…

I was twelve when I drew this in my diary. I kinda hate that the vagina was the nastiest thing I could think to draw to represent a girl I both loved and hated. Though, to be fair, other pages…

I can’t have an orgasm unless I’m able to point my toes.  The whole sex railed up against a wall bit is a total ruse.  It might make for some nice foreplay, but eventually, I halt all action and demand…

Wendy Warner emailed me, and it wasn’t even mean.  The subject line read: Fellow Fat Camper.  And the content was downright flattering.  "I went to camp with you.  Do you remember me?… I have read so many of your blog…