Melissa Sarno

Thinking of the loss of Maya Angelou today. I had the privilege of meeting her ten years ago when I worked for the Democratic National Convention. It is not often in this life I have the confidence or boldness to push my way forward and speak up but I travelled the long hallways of the convention center to find her and ask her assistant if I could shake her hand. I remember her assistant was fiercely protective, reluctant, annoyed. She asked me what I might say, reminded me t

I’ve missed being in this space in recent months. I miss the creativity it has allowed, the friendships it has forged, and I miss cataloging the days. I recently read this post about ‘getting personal’ from my beautiful friend Allison Renner and it helped me understand why I haven’t been here all that often. Contrary to popular belief, it is not because of lack of time. Since Little O’s birth, I have found small pockets of time for the important things I love to do whether in

I’ve always meant to join in on the currently posts, to journal about the right-nows. Let’s try this. Watching: I don’t have a lot of time for television these days but Tyler and I are making our way through Lost on Netflix. I know. I know. Where have we been? We’re so 2000s. We are in it’s second season and I can tell that this show is going to have many winding storylines that may never find their ends. But, right now, I am impressed with the duality of each character. As a

I was going through all my photos and I stumbled upon this one. Taken at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden a few weeks ago. I believe I caught Wordless Wednesday in the nick of time. It’s just…well…look at him.

Have you all heard about the We Need Diverse Books Campaign? Information here. I’ve been following the hashtag on twitter and reading the tumblr with great interest. Join the cause.