the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Vinyl-covered notebook

I bought this notebook in New York about a year and a half ago at a store whose name I have totally forgotten, but on the back cover there is the name of a website, and when I visited it I couldn’t make head or tails of it because the majority of it is in Japanese. This is the notebook that I carry with me almost everywhere, it’s where I jot down thoughts and ideas and funny things that Leta says. And those books up there in the top right, those are advance copies of the anthology I put together. Yesterday I gave one to my dad, and I guess he read the essay I’d written about him, and you know what? HE SURVIVED IT. It didn’t kill him! Even though there are over seven paragraphs in that essay about suppositories.

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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