An Orthodox woman waits for Mr. Write
Whoever he is, he has already read whatever he could find online. He’ll read this, too. It’s a matter of minutes, usually, until he shyly alludes to an article.
In a flurry of phone calls and emails, friends had advised me not to always write what I think; I’m an unmarried girl, this will affect me later, this is bad for shidduchim (matchmaking prospects). They remind me to be careful, tread delicately – “we’re not telling you to stop writing, Heaven forbid; only we beg you, be careful.” I nod politely and explain that I know quite well how to censor, thank you very...
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