At some point, likely in the distant past, before email newsletters took over the world, you signed up for my old Mailchimp newsletter, which is why you are receiving this now. (If you feel the need to rectify that youthful folly by clicking the unsubscribe button then of course please do.)
If you have no memory of who I am, you may have found me via one of my New York Times pieces- maybe Can we Really Love our Children Unconditionally about the ways we pass our fears and foibles down the generations and the impossibility of parenting with no agenda; or What we are Not Teaching Boys about Being Human, that unpacked the subtle and insidious ways we socialize boys to be isolated and lonely; or Enough Leaning In, that asked why we persist in telling women to act more like men when perhaps it should be the other way round; or Everything is for Sale now, Even Us, that dug into the toxic angst of the gig economy. Or maybe it was through my first book, America the Anxious.
Anyway, I’m finally embracing Substack (a year or so after everyone is fully saturated) and so I will be writing here from time to time about culture and motherhood and feminism and gender and mental health and anxiety and psychology and fear and self-loathing and all those kinds of good things. And because I have a new book coming out in June called BoyMom which is (unsurprisingly) about boys and gender and masculinity norms and raising sons in the shadow of #metoo (I have three boys) I will be writing a lot about those topics I’m sure too, and sharing book news too. (Book promotion can make monsters out of all of us.)
Thanks for reading and for supporting me. And feel free to forward to anyone you think might be interested in any of this.
This IS just what we need. Not just another Substack, but YOUR Substack. Excited to read your work.
Yay! So excited to see more from you!