For the last five years (longer, if you include the six months I worked on the site before we actually launched), I’ve been editing The Frisky. But I’ve also done quite a bit of writing for the site, particularly about sex and relationships. In addition to humorously, I hope, commenting on the state of dating and male and female behavior (“10 Types Of Emotional Wheelchairs” remains a favorite of mine), I have shared a whole heck of a lot about my own personal life. My intent was always to shed some sort of light on universal experiences through the lens of my own. I think I was often fairly successful at it — and it certainly has been both fun and cathartic for me — but I also made some mistakes that informed how I write about my personal life now. Here are some lessons I’ve learned over the last five years blogging about my personal life for The Frisky. Keep reading »
This week, we learned about a new and fabulous time-suck on the Internet: the Content Idea Generator at Portent.com. You plug in a word or phrase — say, “farting” — and it autocreates a headline like the kind you’d read on BuzzFeed or BrainPickings.
“The 8 Best Farting Twitter Feeds To Follow!” “15 Ways Farting Can Find You The Love Of Your Life!” “What Farting Can Teach The World About Peace!”
Most of ‘em are laughably dopey. But with God as my witness, some of these headlines are actually doable … and dare I suggest good? So The Frisky staff has a fun idea. We want you to vote on a weird, auto-generated headline for us — and then we’ll actually write a post about it. And it will be amazing.
I’m first-up, so let me know what you want me to write by voting below!
Duke University has suffered some blows over the years as an academically prestigious school with a bad rep towards women. There was the infamous Duke lacrosse rape accusation of 2006 (which was later found to be false) and more recently, embarrassing fratboy shenanigans. Finally, some really positive news: Duke Women’s Center has created a program during the spring semester called Write(H)ers, which will train 23 students on how to be feminist bloggers. Keep reading »
This is not directed at any one person. This is something I feel I have to say on behalf of myself and possibly many other female bloggers out there.
It makes my freaking day when people email me or comment or come up to me in public and tell me that they like my blog or my videos or my writing for The Frisky. To know that there is someone else out there, across the vast and uncertain hollow space of Internet, to know that someone is reading, someone is taking the time out of their day to process words that I wrote or watch a video I made, means a lot to me.
As women bloggers though, we’re faced with certain issues that men aren’t. Keep reading »
With no apparent sense of irony at all, the faith site Beliefnet allegedly hired a guest blogger who writes about feminist issues … and then told her she couldn’t use the word “feminist” anywhere in any of her blog posts.
Why? Because “feminist” is such an offputting word. Keep reading »
Molly Oswaks is one of two female writers at the tech blog Gizmodo, and you’ll get a pretty good sense of how that goes over among male commenters with her post headlined, “Your Nasty, Nerdy Sexism Isn’t Cute.” Based on the feedback she’s gotten, Oswaks is compelled to break the news that technology is not just for guys. She also has to dispel the notion that she must have gotten her job because Gizmodo has a gender quota or … worse. Read more …
Iconic Fear Of Flying author Erica Jong has publicly criticized Arianna Huffington — who uses the unpaid labor of thousands of bloggers on The Huffington Post — and accused her of “hurting writing as a profession.” A feisty Ms. Jong spoke to The Slant, a journalism blog, about Huffington’s effect on the media biz and, wow-ee, she did not hold back. (Which is precisely why I love her.) Keep reading »
In Tuesday’s Lady News, we told you that former Frisky contributor Susannah Breslin has been diagnosed with breast cancer and linked to her Forbes Woman blog about the experience of getting her first mammogram and finding out the results. Susannah has received a lot of get well messages from friends and strangers alike as a result of being so open about her diagnosis; but she has also likely inspired other women to get mammograms, including women who are younger than 50, the recommended age for women to begin routine mammograms.
One woman we know was inspired by Susannah’s diagnosis is her friend Xeni Jardin, editor at Boing Boing. Yesterday, Xeni tweeted throughout her mammogram appointment, giving readers a live, firsthand account of what to expect. As she waited for her results, Jardin expressed some fear of what she might find out. Sadly and shockingly, Xeni confirmed via Twitter last night that like Susannah, she too has breast cancer. Keep reading »
One of the hazards of writing on the Internet for a living is how everything will show up on a Google search. On a day-to-day basis, I’m mostly an open book writing about my opinions, my sexuality, my depression, and even my love life. My private life is private, but a lot of topics that other people consider private are the very things I write about daily.
There are times, however, when I regret being as open as I am. Not everyone is accepting; my openness makes me vulnerable towards people I barely know. I’m still human and I still care what people think about me. Sometime a girl wants people to get to know her good parts first and the rest of her human-being-messiness sl-o-w-ly. Nowhere is this more apparent than in dating — especially online dating, where as soon as you find out someone’s last name you Google it and make sure they’re not a serial killer. If a gentleman caller Googles me, there is lots to read. Imagine how an ordinary person feels about her employer finding her Facebook page and then imagine the guy who have a crush on having access to your id.
Yet, to a certain extent, blogging acts as a “douchebag filter” by keeping certain guys away. Recently I was chatting with a fellow I met online who I’d really been into until … well … he completely blew it before we’d even met. How’d he screw up so bad? He wrote to me in an IM conversation, and I quote, “But how could I ever date someone that if my parents Googled her, there is writing that she likes to be called a slut?”
How indeed. Our IM conversation, for your perusal, after the jump: Keep reading »