Inside my new memoir: Drama Club     My “real-mom”: a term used in my childhood that now makes me bristle. Yet, I still have not found a way to respectfully differentiate, with proper dignity, the two women in my life who both married my father (at separate times) and both parented me with highly individualized mentoring styles.     In the chapter "What Happened" of my [...]

How much is too much to share? Four hours there and four hours back. Just mom and me in the car, Omaha, Gothenburg, return. The basics covered and so much more - details of her life her gay son will never share with his nonexistent children, only his offspring of thought, written and launched into [...]