Jess Lahitou

Wayne Tracker. When I first came across this made-up alias, it didn’t speak to me like someone’s first and last name.

I am hesitant to write anything that might tangentially help Donald Trump, because I think the man entirely unfit to be president.

It’s safe to assume most work-at-home moms (WAHMs) had different plans when first they embarked upon career-hood. My plans involved working twelve-hour shifts in DC as a devoted political staffer.

Maybe you’re an aspiring novelist, or maybe you know one.

That Christmas Eve in Vegas changed me for life. I’ve tried to remember not to deny myself the things I love about the holiday.

Let’s break this down for Spicer.

Nothing about his sexism is complicated. Right? According to election results, wrong.

Good morning, America. Guess what happened yesterday? Donald Trump won six states in the primary, which puts him on the strongest path to the Republican nomination yet.

The blatant promise of a career in the spotlight has stripped the Bachelor/Bachelorette of its beautiful, benign lie: that we could watch “regular” people navigate the perils and pitfalls of modern dating, that such a quest was in and of itself enough, and that a happy ending was a real possibility.

The most recent issue of Time features a cover with twenty-one shadowed question marks scattered under the headline: “Is Monogamy Over?”