A Hogwarts house as a personality type? Why not!
Read more >All that forced interaction in the name of good parenting creates a constant low-grade panic that ratchets up when the bane of all parent-introverts rears its ugly head: the birthday party.
Read more >Confession seemed like it was for big things, like murder, and more murder, or at the very least the things I imagined the kids in my class seemed ready to admit: cheating on tests and smoking shoplifted Kools behind 7-11.
Read more >As we stared at one another, a dozen examples of how normal I wasn’t danced through my head. For example, if I ever mention that a party I attended was “wonderful,” you can safely assume the hosts had a well‐stocked library where I could hide for most of the evening. If I say the party was “WONDERFUL!”, they also had an affable cat that hid with me.
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