Author Archives: stacy

About stacy

I am a writer, author, mother, former magazine editor (last at Redbook), optimist, and, above all, a searcher. I'm still searching for whom I'm really meant to be, after a series of very jarring losses: a divorce and house disaster that led to a book (Falling Apart In One Piece); a week after the book came out, my parents suddenly fell gravely ill, I resigned from my job (and, apparently, my career), my son went into crisis, my parents then rapidly died four weeks apart, and my boyfriend (who had moved in with me and my son just weeks before the book came out) began the painful journey of realizing we couldn't make our relationship work (that story unfolded on this blog). Since then I've been trying to figure out what's next. Or, in other words, how to fill in the blanks.

The In Betweens

So I finished my first draft of a book outline — and not surprisingly, it’s not quite good yet. No, truly. That’s my agent talking, not just me. And it’s been enough weeks since I finished it, that I can … Continue reading

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Heavy Meta

Let me just recite the quote from the photo above, here in the body of the post: My wound existed before me. I was born to embody it.” —Joë Bousquet I am not sure I have ever come across words before … Continue reading

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Help Me Help Myself and Maybe Help You, Too

Hi there! I am once again in a mental position where I am trying to renovate my physical habits (and some mental ones, too), with the ever-necessary goal of getting to a good place of self care. Writing this book … Continue reading

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Stuck In The Middle

So at last I am making real progress on the book. But it’s been an interesting struggle, and not one for the faint of heart. When I wrote Falling Apart In One Piece, I was constantly asked “Was it cathartic … Continue reading

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Healed, I Yearn for Her

My mother is dead. She has been gone for five and half years, not that I’m counting. Well, okay, sometimes I count. But grief is forever new. When it shows up, it’s as fresh and fertile as a garden in … Continue reading

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What Is Within My Silence?

I have always lived in chaos. It’s what I was born to, first of all: a dramatic and dynamic mother, a total whirlwind of personality, charm and presence whose mind was a turbulent sea, able to pull her underwater at … Continue reading

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It’s Just Me

Aaaaaah, my blog. My little home space. My big white box that connects me to about three dozen people who know me so well. The intimate audience of people whose questions about life are similar to mine. Hello. I am … Continue reading

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Such Sweetness, This Life

Oh, how things are crazy right now. I’m in the deepest hell of the launch, when everything is upside-down and nothing is moving fast enough and we don’t have systems and processes and I haven’t hired all my hires and … Continue reading

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The Changes: A New Starting Over

I’ve been swallowed up. I am in the beast and the beast is me. Change is all around me, once again and as always. But this time it all feels different. I am not digging out, not anymore. I am … Continue reading

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New Year, Not-New Me

As a magazine editor, every year I faced down the challenge of how to repackage the irresistible “New Year, New You” beast, trying to take a somewhat facile notion and turn it into something meaningful, true, with depth. Because none … Continue reading

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