Feet: Conclusions

A footnote, shall we say?

Sophie Lucido JohnsonDecember 2, 2019Comment

Feet Part Four: Foot the Chicken

Part four of a four-part epic about my feet.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonDecember 2, 2019Comment

Feet Part Three: The Wedding Ankle

Part three of a four-part epic about my feet.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonDecember 2, 2019Comment

Feet Part Two: The Yellow Jacket

Part two of a four-part epic about my feet.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonDecember 2, 2019Comment

Feet Part One: A Terrible Blister

Part one of an epic set of essays about feet.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonDecember 2, 2019Comment

How to Be A Person Who Goes to Therapy

There is only forward. There is only becoming.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonOctober 30, 2019 Comment

The Bad Things I Do That I Didn't Want You To Know: A List

Is a vanity blog just confession for secular Millennials?

Sophie Lucido JohnsonSeptember 18, 2019 Comment

How to Extract Honey

Another word for “extracted,” in this case at least, is “stole” — we didn’t make the honey, and the bees from whom we took it weren’t thrilled to lose it. It wasn’t a victimless crime. A lot of bees went down with the ship. For those of us who hopelessly anthropomorphize anything that makes decisions, insects included, it was a brutal affair — albeit sweet.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonSeptember 5, 2019Comment

How to Try to Tell the Truth

It’s hard to tell the truth, and I think I struggle more than most people do. Sometimes who knows what the truth even is. But it’s still important — essential, even — to try.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonAugust 29, 2019

How to Look

I’m writing now mostly in response to Jenny Odell’s book How to Do Nothing.The chapter I am reading is about practices with attention. She wrote more eloquently some of what I am writing here, in better words. She used art historians and abstract paintings to inform her writing. I am using a seagull and a lifeguard and a zoo. And I am remembering, and wanting to put in writing, something I learned in a class taught by Chris Ware.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonAugust 27, 2019Comment

To Past and Future Selves

In my 33rd year, clarity is harder to come by, and grief is given a guest room so it can stay as long as it needs.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonAugust 3, 2019 Comments

Why to Save the Plovers

There is a plover controversy in Chicago. The plovers are a small thing, but they are so purely good, and it should be so easy for us to take care of them. If we do, that will say something about humanity that is so rarely said: we can make kind and gentle choices, and maybe, in fact, we are wired to.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonJune 26, 2019 Comments

How to Nurse a Baby Chick Back to Life After It Has Basically Died

Our baby chick died. That is part of life. Coming back to life is not normally part of life; so what does one do when it is?

Sophie Lucido JohnsonApril 29, 2019 Comments

How to Cut Your Own Bangs

There are many things in my life right that I am waiting to watch grow out.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonApril 26, 2019Comment

How to Teach Journalism in 2019

We are on the precipice of a new era of journalism, and it is our responsibility, as people with privilege and/or power, to usher it in gracefully.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonJanuary 31, 2019 Comments

How to Write More and Exercise More AT THE EXACT SAME TIME (Or: One More Reason You Should Buy An Alphasmart NEO)

A whole post written on a treadmill.

Sophie Lucido JohnsonJanuary 21, 2019 Comment

How to Not Buy Another Notebook

“Those old notebooks (plural because, I guess if we’re being honest, there’s also the dream journal I haven’t really done much with; and then that nature / prose book I was going to do little watercolors in) represented a past self. A WORSE self.”

Sophie Lucido JohnsonJanuary 16, 2019 Comment