Jody Amable

I was waiting to finally not like a Harry Potter book, and folks, I found it. Half-Blood Prince was boring.

Like most nerd realms, music writing is a predominantly male world. Especially if, like me, your greatest love is classic rock.

Harnessing the courage within myself—courage I didn’t even know I had—to coolly, calmly call this guy out has made me a better human being.

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I couldn’t help but assume the reason these people were telling me not to say even a word to this troll was because women aren’t supposed to fight back. We’re supposed to rise above — to “not stoop to their level,” as my mom used to say.

According to the magazine, women need special help understanding sports. Cue the glorious, hilarious Twitter outrage.

So far, Deathly Hallows is, to me, about the divide between the living, the dead, and the living who have seen death. Harry and I are part of an exclusive club: Those under 30 who have experienced death. And when I say “experienced,” I don’t mean “witnessed.” I mean really, really felt it, all the way through.

The further I get into this series, the harder time I am having remembering what the eff has happened so far. You see, I am an Old Lady.

I'm 30 years old and stuck in San Jose, the hometown I always wanted to leave. What happened?

In the aftermath of my mom passing, I've learned to reconcile our rocky relationship with the knowledge that she loved me.