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I'm Michelle. This is my blog. I write about women and fatness, expound upon semi-coherent thoughts I have in the middle of the night, and offer tough love to those in whom I am disappointed; they are legion.

Tag: Books

Of Books, and Lizards, and Housewives (Or, “Ain’t I A Writer?”)

Hello! My name is Michelle, and I cannot write a book. Here is a list of other things I have written … More

Books, This is why my therapist can afford all those trips to Hawaii, Writing

I Have Recently Acquired Several Opinions

Two, in fact. I have decided to share them with you, because you seem like right-thinking people. These opinions, on … More

Airplanes, Books, I'd like to smother Ender Wiggin with the decaying corpse of John Galt, That may have been a bit harsh

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I’m a professional writer, editor, napper, and dog-snorgler. I like short walks on the beach, long walks in the city, and a cold cherry-lime rickey.

Once I wrote this food blog, and people seemed to like it, and then I worked here and here. Now I’m working on this new thing.

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