What is Crone Sandwich?
Crone Sandwich is a newsletter about the 50-something stuff: menopause, semi-grown kids, aging parents, empty-nesting, food, colonoscopies, vaginal estrogen, fun stuff, weed, sex, friendship, writing, insomnia, occasional crafts, dinner, books, rage, grief, autoimmune illness, mindful drinking, holidays, marriage—alllll the stuff—by the author of (among other books) Waiting for Birdy, How to Be a Person, What Can I Say? We All Want Impossible Things, and the forthcoming Sandwich (June 2024). You can learn more about me and my writing at my website.
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Who am I?
God. I don’t even know anymore. I’m a 55-year-old white half-Jewish cis queer menopausal woman. I am married to the luscious and infuriating Michael, who I’ve been with since we were 20. Our kids, Ben and Birdy, are 24 and 20. I wrote a blog on Babycenter back when I was expecting Birdy—back before the word blog even existed!—which turned into a memoir, Waiting for Birdy, and I wrote another parenting memoir called Catastrophic Happiness. I wrote another blog for a long time, which was about food and parenting. Until last year, I was the Real Simple etiquette columnist for 10 (!) years. I have written books: the kids’ skill-building books How to Be a Person and What Can I Say?; the middle-grade novel One Mixed-Up Night; the kids’ craft book Stitch Camp, which I co-wrote with my friend Nicole; and the novels We All Want Impossible Things, which came out last year, and Sandwich, which comes out in June of 2024. I’ve contributed regularly to the New York Times, Real Simple, O, The Oprah Magazine, Cup of Jo, and lots other publications. I live in my empty nest (sob!) in Amherst, Massachusetts with Michael and our cats, Snapper and Jellyfish.
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