good girl, bad girl

i give myself the ick sometimes

For someone who claims to know anything about womanhood or society — at least enough to put out cultural commentary on it — I sure have taken more missteps than I care to confess. To write is to know something, according to Susan Sontag, and I’m just not sure it applies to me. I guess that’s the beauty of being back home, where you’re inevitably subjuga…