by Deborah Quinn | Sep 3, 2020 | Uncategorized
These pictures are from the very first day of school for my kids, in 2011. New school, new apartment, new city, new country, new life. Standing in that parking lot, saying good-bye to the little faces as they sat on the school bus, I could have no way of knowing that...
by Deborah Quinn | Nov 29, 2014 | Children, Education, Feminism, tech life, Uncategorized
So the other day I was reading The New Yorker — the actual magazine, not the tablet version. I hate reading magazines electronically. They force me to read chronologically, when for me some of the joy of reading a magazine is flipping through the pages and...
by Deborah Quinn | Nov 16, 2013 | Abu Dhabi, Books, environment, NaBloPoMo, UAE, Uncategorized, urban nature
I have a garden, which I’ve wanted for years. In New York I had to be satisfied with window boxes and urban tomatoes (they look pretty but oh, those airborne carcinogens, especially if the tomatoes in question grew fourteen stories above a 14th street bus...
by Deborah Quinn | Jul 13, 2013 | Education, Feminism, Gender, Politics, ranting, Uncategorized
“You’re a feminist? But you’re so…calm!” A male college student of mine said that to me years ago, when we were discussing Charlotte Perkins Gilman’s brilliant novella The Yellow Wallpaper, in which the female narrator slowly goes...
by Deborah Quinn | Jul 2, 2013 | Abu Dhabi, expat, NYC, Travel, Uncategorized, writing
To pitch implies that someone will catch, don’t you think? So to pitch, from the very get-go, is itself a hopeful act. And yet of course–as thousands of Hollywood wannabes could tell you–the hope of “pitch” almost always ends in despair,...
by Deborah Quinn | Jun 8, 2013 | street notes, surat al-sabt saturday snapshot, UAE, Uncategorized
Buildings, old and new:
