MARRY A CHARACTER: Exploring Fictosexuality in a Lonely Trilogy By Krista Madsen– Anyone on a dating app these days can tell you there are more sexualities out there than you ever knew needed to exist. A brief primer of some of the more unique flavors and the ... More »
ONLY THE LONELY: The epidemic and the ambassador By Krista Madsen– Dr. Ruth Westheimer, cute and candid sex therapist many of us grew up listening to across radio/TV in the 1980s-90s, at the mere age of 95 has just been appointed by Governor Hochul New York St... More »
GHOSTED: Ghosting means you are a piece of sheet By Krista Madsen– NOT A HAUNTING BUT A HOLLOWING There’s the movie from early 2023 no one probably saw with Ana de Armas having a fling with a regular looking guy and then abruptly going dark, unresponsive to hi... More »
FILTHY RICH: The rise and fall of the rare female billionaire By Krista Madsen– Yes, Taylor Swift is dating a football player, whoopdeedoo, but also—better breaking news: broke through the Female Billionaire Glass Ceiling. Not that we didn’t see that coming. S... More »
THE POE-POE: Black cats and dark tales By Krista Madsen– My eighth grade daughter is reading her first Edgar Allan Poe stories in school, our pet is an everlasting black cat named Poe, I just dusted off this beautiful Poe collection on my bookshelf, suddenly t... More »
MEMENTO MORI: Last words and posthumous portraits By Krista Madsen– “Remember you must die” This is the translation of memento mori from the Latin. The greatest truth that binds us. While constantly “remembering death” (the fact that you will die, that is) gre... More »
THE MADNESS: On Taking No To The Nth By Krista Madsen– The Fall of the House of… Come October when life in Sleepy Hollow turns into a twisted game of trying not to run over jaywalking Halloween tourists, I become fully thematic. Numerous attic boxes of dark tr... More »
PUNK ROCK STUTTER: When your flaws are bad-ass By Krista Madsen– Author Darcey Steinke is the child of a minster in the stereotypical ways—she revolted against rules and religion as a teen and has since written razor sharp fiction with characters as fierce and... More »
SHE’S ONLY SEVENTEEN: These freaky, formative years in fiction and life By Krista Madsen– Beth Hahn, of Mt. Kisco, co-creator of the gorgeously crafted new literary zine -ette, is also the author of the novel The Singing Bone, a dark tale exploring what become... More »
HOW TO BE HAPPY, 1953: Vs. Now…Not So Much By Krista Madsen– If my reward for unhoarding my parents was finding How to Be Happy, then it was a worthy mission indeed. Buried in all the unfathomable piles was this edition of Science Digest of 1953, among innumer... More »
BEE’S KNEES: At the joint between etymology and entomology By Krista Madsen– In the interest of being open to what the universe offers, credits go to my daughter who gave me this week’s topic: write about the “bee’s knees” she suggested, as we giggled on a roa... More »
PRESENCE VS. PUMPKIN SPICE: How do we stay in the moment if we can’t even stick to a season? By Krista Madsen– Talking about the weather in an elevator with a stranger is my version of one ring of hell. Another is people complaining about how far ahead the sto... More »
FOR THE LOVE OF FREAKS: Because it takes one to know one By Krista Madsen– My favorite class in grad school at the New School, where I went to get my MFA in Creative Writing, was a sociology excursion called “Freaks”—almost literally a sideshow, where the prof... More »
SPILT MILK: I can cry if I want to By Krista Madsen– Don’t cry over spilt milk. Don’t make a mountain out of molehill. Let it go. Move on. But what if I want to paddle the massive puddle of self-pity for a while? I like crying! Sometimes when I feel a good cry... More »
MONSTER DOGS: A playlist gone wild By Krista Madsen– In my land upstate where I battle the greenery, and shape the snow, leaves, rocks and mud, there are also the animals—more heard than seen. The nights are so quiet without cars, sirens, music, television, le... More »
THE GREENING: The second installment of a color trilogy By Krista Madsen– I played with shades of blue in my water trilogy, now I’d like to launch a trilogy about color itself. Part 2: Green. Green is the predominant color of my sliver of land upstate, for the... More »
FIBONACCI Φ: A Starry, Scarry Midlife Crisis Story By Krista Madsen– THE MATH When I decided two years ago at the age of 48 that what I desperately needed was a giant chest tattoo (a tattoo that was giant, not the chest), I had the pattern all ready to go. It ... More »
BARBIE RORSCHACH: The plastic doll means whatever you want it to By Krista Madsen– Arguably there’s nothing that hasn’t already been said about Barbie the movie, as every publication is churning out thought-pieces while every girl, guy and other dons pink and ... More »
SCORCHED EARTH, WET BULB: When the whole hot world becomes a new kind of Death Valley By Krista Madsen– Death Valley hit 125 degrees this week. As its name conjures, Death Valley, CA—hottest and driest spot in North America—on a good day isn’t really where you... More »
PONDERING 50: Ask for the whole can, kick/stretch/kick, and be a calm lake By Krista Madsen– Since it’s my birthday week, and a big one, I thought I’d take a moment to assess what this milestone of turning 50 means for a woman in our culture vis-à-vis what it ... More »
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