Jody Amable

Creator of grungy, gritty rock and roll with a poet’s heart, her critically-lauded record, Beyond the Bloodhounds, tells tales of a tumultuous childhood and split geographical identity.

According to the magazine, women need special help understanding sports. Cue the glorious, hilarious Twitter outrage.

A few weeks back, I got looped into an Instagram chat with some coworkers from one of my gigs, who were snarking about the fact that the

In the aftermath of my mom passing, I've learned to reconcile our rocky relationship with the knowledge that she loved me.

FINALLY someone acknowledges professional boundaries at Hogwarts.

No matter how drunk he is, he can’t NOT notice this. His hand is moving. What do I do? What do I do? Do I politely ask him to stop? Do I yell at him? Do I wheel around and whack him in the face? You don’t know what he’s doing, Jody. Calm down. Don’t make a scene.

The neighbors turned their lights off. My dog fell sound asleep. I kept reading. And at 1:03 am, I finished. All was well.

I was waiting to finally not like a Harry Potter book, and folks, I found it. Half-Blood Prince was boring.

There are a lot of things to hate about the Olympics.

If I let everyone off the hook for extenuating circumstances like, “He’s over 50, so he probably just doesn’t know any better,” no one’s ever going to stop calling me “sweetie.”