Did you know that belief in magical bunnies is mandatory if one wishes to receive baskets of treats? True fact. This is especially crucial in countries where baskets of treats do not routinely materialize during spring feasts.
In other spring festival news, my very own magical mama is visiting to celebrate her 60th birthday. I thank her, with fervent sincerity, for raising me with a wild and fierce love. Then letting me go.
On the subject of growing up, this week Salon is featuring a story I wrote about being a teenager, having cancer, and Madonna.
The title in the book version is Fuck You Seattle.
Salon called it: Desperately Seeking Survival.
Happy magical fertile spring holidays to you all!