Robin Slick: In Her Own Write

  Day 365, self quarantine  Erm...happy anniversary? How was the worst year of my life also the best year of my life? I loved slowing down a...

  Day 352, self quarantine: The summer I turned 15 was one of misery.  I wanted to be free of my parents and old enough to live on a commune...

  Dear  Ms. Slick :    Thank you for taking the time to contact me about the integrity of our democracy and the attack on the United States ...

 

  Day 276, self quarantine: Tuesday, December 15, 2020 Had she lived, today my mom would have been 91. Alas, she didn’t even live to see 50....

Day 274, self quarantine: Sunday, December 13, 2020 Gary made sweet potato black bean enchiladas for dinner last night and they may be the b...

  Day 268, self quarantine: Monday, December 7, 2020 “It remains a true outrage that no major newspaper or cable news outlet has officially ...

  Day 267, self quarantine: Sunday, December 6, 2020 Only 45 more days of 45. Happy Sunday!

  Day 266, self quarantine: Saturday, December 5, 2020 I’m not going to lie.  I’m still hysterical...the bad hysterical, not the good kind.....

  Day 264, self quarantine: Thursday, December 3, 2020 Violets are blue  Roses are red  I wake up every morning  Hoping he’s dead. Is he?   ...