Nora Ephron Made Movies

To some it may seem like a small thing, but it’s not: Nora Ephron made movies. In an industry where M. Night Shamalamadingdong can continue to get movies financed despite making some of the worst movies ever, women continue to be seen as “too much of a risk” to gamble on. It boggles the mind….

Friday’s Forgotten Books: The Life of Christina of Markyate

I don’t think there’s much chance of overlap with this week’s choice. The life of a twelfth century recluse: it doesn’t scream popular appeal, I suppose. But it should! A fascinating story and an early biography of a woman in a time when few but kings and saints got their stories told (fortunately at least…

If it’s Tuesday, this must be…

So this is how the whole of September has felt: me as Durga with at least eighteen arms and too much to do and people standing in my way who need a good poke with a sharp stick. Where’s my lion? Or tiger! I will take either. Part of it is the normal start to…

The Old Boys Club

We had a panel discussion on campus last night about negotiating the Catholic heritage of the institution, founded by the Sisters of St. Joseph of Carondolet as a college for women (who still make up the majority of the student body). Most of the audience last night, too, were women. The panel, however, was entirely…

Whew!

Lovely Ganesh, remover of obstacles (and wearer of leis and Mardi Gras beads). Sorry! Busy busy busy — last night was the Women’s History Month concert put together by my fabulous colleague Yvonne Hansbrough and featuring colleagues Young Kim and David Bebe as well as Jamecyn Morey, who all played music by women composers, including…

In Anticipation of Women’s Month

Last year’s celebration of women during Women’s History Month went so well, I’d like to invite participants to be guest bloggers for this March. All you need to do is pick a day and send me (in advance, please) a blog post. Please feel free to link to your own work or sites that are…

Back to School

Yes, the dread day has rolled around again — the beginning of the semester. I’m half joking, of course. It’s always good once it starts, but there’s always so much nervousness about the semester before it starts — how will the classes be? how will I be? have I lost my touch? Add to the…