Jody Amable

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.

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

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.

There are a lot of things to hate about the Olympics.

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.

The neighbors turned their lights off. My dog fell sound asleep. I kept reading. And at 1:03 am, I finished. All was well.

Creator of grungy, gritty rock and roll with a poet’s heart, her critically-lauded record, Beyond the Bloodhounds, tells tales of a tumultuous childhood and split geographical identity.

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

Forget a cute story of wizard wonderment — the real moral of Harry Potter is that life is an endless parade of pain and turmoil where you have to watch everyone you’ve ever loved die.