• Novel Bay Booksellers Visit

    If I could live in a bookstore Novel Bay Booksellers in Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin might be home. Really big bookstores like Indigo Books and Music, Prairie Lights, The Strand are awesome places to spend time, but the coziness of small, local bookstores in my area like Novel Bay, Next Chapter Booksellers or SubText offer comfort plus excitement. Even though I have cat allergies, I could happily dig for hours through the stacks of E. Shaver Booksellers in Savannah which four cats call home. Sorry, there isn’t room to name hundreds of other beloved bookstores, but feel free to add your favorite.

    November 20, I have the opportunity to talk with book lovers at Novel Bay Booksellers about writing books like The High Cost of Flowers and 40 Thieves on Saipan. We’ll have a pile of those signed by Joseph Tachovsky and me. Approaching winter holidays open floodgates for purchasing books as gifts or personal comfort.

    I have a complicated pattern for how books are physically purchased, virtually purchased, or checked out or downloaded from the library. Books sometimes enter my reading queue in one way and earn a physical purchase. The exit queue from my crowded bookshelves to friends or a good used bookseller is a whole different discussion.

    Late in 2022 a tough physical issue pushed me off the daily writing wheel. For a couple of years, I regained my direction by writing short stories. Now two novels in the drawer (or the cloud) and one filling my thoughts are drawing me back into the challenging publishing world.

    If you live in Door County, I’d love to meet you at Novel Bay Booksellers on November 9 from 5:30 to 6:30. Come for a visit and leave with a gift for yourself or someone else. Thank you for your readership.

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  • Honoring Trailblazing Women

    Gloria Steinem and Robin Morgan’s passing affected me—not as loss, but more like a gong whose vibrating waves of sound I feel in my bones, reminding me of the extraordinary time I’ve lived in. For 50 years, their influence shaped so much of how I’ve lived my life. They also had a far-reaching impact on the larger world that cannot be overstated.

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    Steinem, Morgan, and the other leaders in the second wave feminist movement showed generations of women a range of possibilities for how a woman could live her life. Their vision and hopes turned into expectations, and became the scaffolding for my life choices and that of millions of other women and men. Who would I have been without their inspiration? How would the world look?

    Today, a woman with a career is unremarkable and that for me is remarkable, because I can remember when it wasn’t true. In the late 1970s, when two female medical residents showed up in the ER where I clerked, some of us cheered while others gave them a hard time. For context, at the time, I knew of only two female physicians in the hospital, reflecting an era when 12-13% of physicians were women. Currently, approximately 38% of active physicians are women. A similar increase is true for many industries.

    When I was a new college writing instructor, I was shocked when some of the male senior faculty tried to restrict me and other female instructors from professional opportunities. Fortunately for me, a gender discrimination lawsuit in a different part of the university upended the senior faculty’s plan to keep us in our place.

    As editor of MS. Magazine, Robin Morgan and other writers inspired me to consider having a career as well as a family. Women have always worked—inside and outside the home—but the articles in MS. motivated me to get a graduate degree in English so I could teach. To marry a man who believed in sharing housework, cooking, and parenting, one who appreciated my wish to keep my maiden name. Later he encouraged me to launch my marketing communications business. Together we raised two feminist sons.

    The feminist philosophy I advocate is all about choices. If mothering and homemaking are a woman’s heart, do that. If a career beckons, do that. If you want both, as I did, go for it! Each option has challenges and trade-offs, but the alternatives should be up to the individual, not society. Similarly, I can’t abide women bullying other women about their decisions. I believe true feminism should free men to follow their hearts to the roles they want, including stepping back from the rigid expectation of being the main breadwinners.

    Gloria Steinem was the face of modern feminism in the Western world. Beyond her impact on me personally, is the legacy that has shaped contemporary life.

    First woman this, first woman that. Today, our culture barely notes those accomplishments because Steinem and associated leaders have normalized the idea of women doing whatever they are interested in and capable of. They also made it more possible for men to have parental leave and career flexibility, including being a stay-at-home parent.

    Plenty of inequities exist. None of this is perfect and the changes are uneven—many industries, cultures, and countries still restrict women’s opportunities. But now expanded roles for women and men are possible; before Steinem and other feminist foremothers, they were unthinkable.

    Their ideas have become so widely accepted we think this is the way the world just is, and should be. Today, their influence is even felt in developing countries.

    Two examples come to mind. Wells Bring Hope, an organization with whom I volunteer, enables girls and women in Niger and Mali (some of the poorest countries in the world) to get an education and start small businesses like selling the vegetables they grow. The women live in deeply conservative Islamic cultures where tradition had always dictated their pursuits, yet they are embracing the chance to do more.

    Secondly, I briefly interacted with a young Afghan woman who had been resettled in Minneapolis after the U.S. pulled out of Afghanistan. She had worked for the State Department teaching English during a break in Taliban rule. From the 1920s through the 1970s, women’s access to education and professional work see-sawed in Afghanistan, depending on the monarch or ruling party. For much of the young Afghan woman’s life, the Taliban often viciously restricted women’s opportunities. Yet she and the people in her community encouraged her education and profession. Worldwide feminism advanced that.

    I am grateful to Gloria Steinem, Robin Morgan, and other leaders. Because of them I’ve been lucky to be part of a generation of women who had choices. The younger generation in my family has also had more options.

    I hope the past five decades are not a special Camelot time that will disappear. Fifty years from now will people say, “Remember when women used to think they had equal rights. Wasn’t that crazy?”

    Our gains are fragile. Reversal is possible and already underway in some American political movements. Recent lawsuits have shifted to protect white males’ civil rights at the expense of women and people of color. Reproductive rights are no longer protected federally. Both initiatives undermine a woman’s ability to live the life she chooses.

    I hope Gloria Steinem and Robin Morgan’s vision is too widespread and too powerful to ever be truly eradicated. We can’t go back

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    8 responses to “Honoring Trailblazing Women”

    1. cynthiakraack Avatar
      cynthiakraack

      My father signed for me when I opened my first savings and checking accounts. That didn’t seem odd because I was a student. But when I was working and self-supporting at 21, I wasn’t able to get a credit card without a husband or adult male accepting liability. The Equal Credit Opportunity Act in 1974 changed that. It also opened the financial world to women looking for business financing on their own. I would guess the change happened slowly, but the work of people like Gloria pried open many doors. Thanks, Ellen.

    2. LaVonne Harrer Avatar
      LaVonne Harrer

      So many of my friends started working in traditional careers like nursing, teaching and administrative jobs like I did. We have these two women to thank for paving the way so there are more options now. Like you said, we can’t take these accomplishments for granted. It’s still a work in progress that can be reversed as we’ve seen with the current administration.

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        Thanks for your comments. We have to stay vigilant.

    3. cazworks Avatar
      cazworks

      We can go back if we fail to act. For our precious granddaughters, we must not fail.Cathy Madison, Writer/Editor/AuthorOn Oct 21, 2026,

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        You’re so right! Thanks for reading and commenting. We’re off to LA tomorrow and plan to visit some of the places you suggested.

    4. Eliza Waters Avatar

      Amen, Ellen. The gains cannot be taken for granted, forgotten nor rescinded. We’ll never go back!

      1. Ellen Shriner Avatar

        Agreed! We have to stay aware and respond in whatever ways we can.

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  • Best Summer Ever!

    Dead RV battery. Ticks on the dogs. Ticks on us. Toothache. Dead car battery. Awning broke. Our 10×10 pop-up gone in the wind.

    “Best summer ever!” I told Jody.

    Lake George, New York, our seventh campground, was the first time Jody and I felt like we were really on vacation—living in our RV, traveling the Eastern Seaboard.

    Maybe it was the unfamiliar Adirondack landscape. The steep hiking. Scrambling over roots and granite, climbing through the forest and then suddenly coming out to a view of Lake George, a ribbon of blue tucked between mountains.

    Our travels continued with bike rides through the countryside, up and down valleys. I was a kid again, sailing over the pavement. Nature and being outside filled me. Farmers in the fields. The smell of hay being cut. Leaves beginning to fall.

    There were more challenging hikes in the Appalachian Mountains. Swimming beneath waterfalls. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months. I stopped noticing—or caring—what day it was.

    Time was marked by moving day and arrival at the next site.

    The other stuff—the broken stuff—Jody and I figured out.

    New RV battery. Ticks dropped into a jar of alcohol. Tooth pulled. Car battery replaced. Awning added to the RV repair-and-maintenance list. The 10×10 pop-up was simply gone.

    115 days.
    16 weeks and 3 days.
    Almost four months.

    I watch seven merganser ducks diving underwater, chasing small fish. They play tag, frolicking, seeming to dance across the water.

    “Best summer ever.”

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    1. SeashoreKaren Avatar
      SeashoreKaren

      love this–what a gift

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