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Of all the people I interviewed for my film, Behind the Bullet, it was Christen, the woman who attempted suicide by shooting herself in the

After months of planning (and stress) Aug. 19 was launch day at Powell’s City of Books in Portland, Oregon, an institution in the Pacific NW.

Just after we got married 35 years ago, I held you and wiped tears from your cheeks when you woke up from nightmares—remnants of a

Jane Fonda stood on a warmly lit stage twenty feet from me. Behind her was a massive garish red-purple-pink-yellow-painted image of what was either the

D‑B‑A‑D‑G was the family mantra for me growing up. It meant “Don’t Be a Dumb Girl.” Simple. To the point. Self‑explanatory. Everyone in my family

Hostility and tension engulfed me as soon as I walked into the Capitol. The halls were lined with men wearing plaid shirts that barely covered

What I didn’t ask — and what I’ll never forget. I knew about the Asking Saves Kids (ASK) campaign when I grabbed my friend Brenda’s

How a fake giveaway cracked open my understanding of trust, injustice, and empathy. On the middle shelf, a sign next to an empty fishbowl catches

He’s lying there struggling for breath—fighting staying, fighting going. Pain lives in his 89-year-old face: in the furrow of his brow, the stress lines etched