Today, educator and YA author Lyn Fairchild Hawks recommends 9 thoughtful and provocative current YA reads. Why would your teen even think about picking one up otherwise? (For that matter, why would you?) Spring Break is right around the corner, and…
Today – in a time of national conversation about immigrant journeys – Grace Awh shares a remarkable work of history, Daughters of the Samurai: A Journey from East to West and Back, by Janice Nimura, then reflects on her own family’s journey…
We’d finished supper and Pepper was at my heels “helping” with cleanup. She licked the mostly empty bowls that I put on the kitchen floor and also enthusiastically disposed of the remaining shredded cheese and fritos. When I turned my…
Mindfulness has a stellar reputation these days, well deserved – but sometimes you don’t want to be where you are (more mindfully). Today’s post – at Styleblueprint – features six compelling, delightful, harrowing, entertaining, funny, and/or challenging current reads that…
The guys at construction school tease their classmate, Carrington Fox, about her cautious approach. “They’re already launching in with hammers, while I’m still double-checking Pythagorus,” she quips. Mary Raymond’s post on The Confidence Code got her thinking about that difference….
Dallas Wilt wrote a guest post a few months back on Presence, by Amy Cuddy, and it struck a nerve with Bacon readers. Today’s post by Mary Raymond continues that conversation: What is confidence, and why is it so hard…
Today’s short essay first appears in NFocus – the Spring Fashion issue – in the “Discerning Reader” column. Just in case you don’t make it past the eye candy eye-catching photos of Zac Posen… When “Truth” Changes With the Times… I learned a…
I interrupt your conversation about the Oscars to bring today’s news of a wonderful Nashville fundraiser featuring celebrity pals… but first, about the Oscars. Is anyone else feeling a profound sense of relief – I’ve made lots of mistakes, big…
It was a dark and stormy night. Pepper pawed at the back door, jumping up on her hind legs to scratch at the panes of glass she could reach – anxious to get out. “Come!” She called to me. “Come!”…