by marionroach on May 16, 2011
I WAS BORN in the Little Neck Branch of the New York Public library system. Right next to the card catalogue. That’s the way I remember it, and I’m sticking to that story no matter what, as well as to the version that I also came of age there, and engaged in all manners of important transitions in or because of the library. And do you doubt me? [click to continue…]
by marionroach on May 5, 2011
THE MIDDLE ROAD. Not a place I know well, am prone to explore, or even feel comfortable navigating. That’s not the sister I am. Never have been. And yet, that’s what I’ve just been told to do. What to do? [click to continue…]
by marionroach on May 3, 2011
MAH JONG LESSONS. Just the phrase makes me shiver and smile. A goal of mine for eons, while it took years for the right forces to coalesce, last night they did, and there I was, clacking tiles and jokes with 15 other women, and loving every second. And amid the new language – “bam,” “pung,” “chow” – and the nervousness of being with strangers, I felt a familiar tug, heard that familiar whisper, and experienced that unique settling-in that only one thing can bring. And you know what that is, sisters, right? [click to continue…]
by marionroach on April 28, 2011
VERY HIGH STANDARDS. That’s right. Every movie we now see has to meet some pretty high standards for how it treats the sisterhood. For too long we let the industry get away with characters who possess no names or identities other than those related to men. No more. So what’s coming up? [click to continue…]
by marionroach on April 26, 2011
THREE SHORT WOMEN with three tall tales equals three extraordinary memoirs. And now, they’ve taken their show on the road. Come with me as I introduce you to the act that is one of the very best educations you can get in writing what you know. [click to continue…]
by marionroach on April 20, 2011
LIKE GOOD WASPS, Paige and I really enjoy a Passover Seder, though we have our different reasons to love the celebration so much. Hers is food. Mine, well, it has something to do with an imaginary friend. Don’t believe me?
When Bibbi Geggy came to live with us, he showed up in all the best places, including the Passover table set by our dear friends. Had I known what Paige was bringing to the table, we might have snuck in an extra dinner with her before Bibbi moved on to points unknown. But all is not lost, since we’ve got Bibbi Geggy’s tale of Passover right here for you to read.
by marionroach on April 19, 2011
SISTERHOODS ARE PRECIOUS, though every once in a while one reveals itself to you, and makes you stop in your flats (or heels), and take stock of the genuine value of the connection. Maybe this happens to you all the time. Not to me, which is why a recent chance encounter is one I have to share. [click to continue…]
by marionroach on April 14, 2011
HE’S AT IT again. And we’re just as proud as we can be, this time promising to rip the pages right off the cover of The New York Times Sunday Magazine, pin’ em to our dresses, and wear ‘em all over town. I can only be talking about our number one honorary Roach Sister, right? [click to continue…]
by marionroach on April 11, 2011
WOMEN AREN’T ALIKE. Or so it took me to paragraph 21 of the cover piece of this Sunday’s Week in Review to be told. As we say in my house: Duh. A massive, longitudinal study on women, and this is the best they can do? And then bury it deep in the piece? I’m quite sure those of you who did not read this on Sunday need to read this now. [click to continue…]
by marionroach on April 8, 2011
DO THEY TALK? Do they have names? If they talk and have names, do they speak of anything other than men? These are the questions raised by a fascinating test that rates the movies that come out each year, and guess who the “they” in those phrases refer to, sister? [click to continue…]