Last night, before heading to bed, I read an article that shook me to my core. At this point in my life I should know better than to ingest news right before bed, but hey, slow learner.

The article described a rape that took place on a train. A rape…


Like many these days, I find myself repeating the term “self care” on a loop in my mind. Now into the tenth month of the year, I look back and could never have predicted what was coming when the calendar turned to 2021.

Yes, we are still mired in a…


It was March 29, 2020 when I first began pulling the numbers. My first three days I only charted cases and deaths. On March 29, we officially had 141,781 cases of COVID, and 2,471 deaths. For something that had been casually written off by the Apricot A-hole a month earlier…


I started this morning as I have every year since that fateful day in 2001 — reading, remembering, and looking. Reading old stories of 9/11 victims, stories I have read so many times already; reading new stories as journalists seek out survivors and victims’ families for fresh angles and offerings…


Last night while we slept the clocks got set back. No, not by an hour for daylight savings time, but by decades for women in the United States.

At the stroke of midnight, unencumbered by any interference from the Supreme Court, the most draconian of abortion laws went in effect…


The graphic was sent to me this morning. Simple, beautiful, and I posted it immediately. On this Trans Day of Visibility, it is impossible to overstate how deep to me is the meaning in these few words.

Not because today is TDOV — a day when transgender and nonbinary people…


I had spent yesterday continuing to recuperate, cleaning, chatting with my kids, doing laundry, petting my cats, and writing about the murderer from last week’s mass shooting in Georgia.

So as I had been writing, I had not been watching the news for a few hours. Rudy came home and…


I wrote the piece below back in 2014. My beloved theater “coach”, Carol, contained in the lines below, passed away earlier this week. I have often written about how a death leaves a hole in your universe. How, while we may not see someone daily, speak to them regularly, or…


Back in 1992, we all felt our hearts race as that pivotal A Few Good Men line rang out like thunder from Jack Nicholson’s Colonel Nathan Jessup to Tom Cruise’s military lawyer Daniel Kaffee. “You can’t handle the truth!”

That line, that line of thinking, was at the heart of…


The outcome was not a surprise. It was an absolute, vile, foregone conclusion.

The rancid bag of orange bile who incited an insurrection, who cheered the terrorists on, who refused to call off his dogs, who masturbated while watching the destruction from the safety of the White House, has been…

Linda Sharp

Author, columnist, blogger. Don’t Get Me Started and Transparent Trans Parent blogs

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