Heads up, Sunshine State! I’ll be appearing at this festival come November, along with Aimee Bender, Jonathan Franzen, Ian Frazier, Michael Cunningham, Walter Mosley, and many more great authors way more qualified to be there than me. Also the Yeah Yeah Yeahs are performing? And wait—Michael Caine what now? This is insane. Call your Nana this instant and secure lodgings, or your inheritance.
If I may temporarily don my bio-deterministic hat, I think an inherent part of being female has to do with the desire for a kind of fluidity in our lives. Which is a fancy/fruity way of saying that there are all kinds of phases of a woman’s career, and it’s okay to want to work full time in a breadwinner role at one point, and stay home with your baby at another time.
My last Lady Business column is up today, and it’s about BABIES! Like this one:
Why are you so sad, baby? The column was only supposed to be a summer feature! It’s okay, I promise it is. I’ll still help women make their lives better by telling them what to do, even if it takes place over brunch!
Anyway, thanks for helping support Broadsheet’s first-ever advice column, and for paying no attention to the ancient trolls that comprise Salon’s commenter community. They are all monsters that will die in a cave one day, when you and I will be sharing a leek and pecorino frittata at brunch, solving each others’ problems!
You’ve said in other interviews that you were interested in comedy as a young age: what are a few things that made you laugh as a young person that still makes you laugh now as a slightly more mature young person?
The Muppets. Looney Tunes. Madeline Kahn in anything. The majority of Three Amigos. Naked butts.