by AnnSheybani | Oct 28, 2010 | adventure, Authenticity, Codependency, Confidence, Denali, Into the Wild, Jean Craighead George, Krakauer, mountain climbing, The Other Side of the Mountain
I had lunch last week with an old friend I hadn’t seen in years. Both oddballs in high school, we’d dreamed of baking bread together when we graduated, raising sheep, and starting a commune in rural Vermont. She’d do the wool spinning and... by AnnSheybani | Oct 14, 2010 | 10 Stupid Things WomenDo to Mess Up Their Lives, attachment, Authenticity, Codependency, divorce, Dr. Laura Schlessinger, extreem dependency, goals, Honesty, identity, Iran, manipulation, pregnancy, Self-Esteem, trapping a man
“You know,” my boyfriend said one night over a lovely dinner. “Once my contract’s up at NIH, I should really start thinking about going home to Iran.” He said this casually, as if offering up a random observation, not dropping a ticking time bomb square in my lap.... by AnnSheybani | Sep 24, 2010 | aging, Chris Crowley, Confidence, goals, Henry Cabot Lodge, kedging, M.D., marathon, Mount Washington Road Race, mountain climbing, Vietnamese, weight lifting
The other day, a fellow at the gym showed me a photo. Circa 1967, a young man in fatigues posed before a large, stone Buddha. “That’s me in Japan,” he said, pointing at his yellowed image. “R&R during the war. Man, that trip was something else.” He sighed... by AnnSheybani | Aug 31, 2010 | Alcoholism, Faith
Like a junkie with a 14-gauge needle, my mother used books to blot out reality. Curled up in her chair, immersed in a novel, she ceased to be aware of anyone or anything around her. When she put her book down, exposed herself to the rage and tension that contaminated... by AnnSheybani | Aug 8, 2010 | Bigotry, Chiang Kai Shek, Codependency, Cultural Issues, Gloria Steinim, Hostage crisis, Iran, Rescue, Suzy Wong
I’m disappearing to a writer’s conference for ten days. So here, because time is not my friend, is a segment from my book The Lost Girls of Shiraz. A draft, but a taste nonetheless. He’s so sure of himself, this man beside me. So comfortable in his own...
