Q. The work of love: I have an unusual job: I’m a sex worker. Lately I’ve been dating a lot, and while I haven’t really gotten to this point in a relationship yet, I’m wondering when I should tell my dates and potential sexual partners about my job. Do I have an ethical obligation to tell my partners before we have sex? I am always safe with my clients, and, frankly, I don’t really consider selling sex to be any different from providing any other service. At what point in a relationship should I tell someone that I am an escort?

A: You don’t, I think, have an ethical obligation to tell your partners what you do for a living before you sleep together, especially since you’re practicing safe sex and not putting anyone at risk. My only advice would be that it might save you some wasted time by being up-front about your job—you presumably wouldn’t want to date anyone who stereotypes or resents sex workers, and this might help screen those people out. Of course, I also understand that disclosing your work puts you at some risk of arrest or violence, so I don’t want to encourage you to disclose before you feel comfortable. The short answer is: Whenever you feel ready to tell someone you work as an escort is the right time. Happy dating!

The suicide crisis in this First Nations community is horrifying:

Reserve police are working round the clock, watching to ensure everybody stays safe. Meanwhile, counsellors are brainstorming ways to help encourage youth in Attawapiskat.

Some of the ideas include developing a drug strategy and hosting more activities for young people.

Hookimaw said a lot of her friends need support.

“I just tell them that people do care and people do love you.”

Ruth Graham on Beverly Cleary’s lesser-known novels for young women:

Teen culture changes much faster than kid culture does, so Jean and Johnny’s story feels much more dated now than, say, Ramona’s. I don’t remember being aware as a child that Ramona was “born” in the 1950s, because her world was so similar to my own. But the fashion, foods, and family dilemmas in the First Love books are unmistakably dated. The protagonists have hobbies like sewing and flower arranging. Their love interests call them on the telephone, take them to formal dances, and ask them to wear their identification bracelets as a symbol of commitment. In 2016, these books read like historical fiction, which may have contributed to their lapse into relative obscurity.

Our beloved Esmé Weijun Wang was interviewed by Fusion:

I feel like with nonfiction there’s more of a responsibility to write about something very specific. For example, I never name David Nowak’s [a main character in the novel] mental illness in the novel. It’s not known whether he has bipolar disorder or schizophrenic disorder. It’s not cut and dry in that way, whereas the essays that I write very much focus on schizoaffective disorder and schizophrenia. In fiction, things are much more loosey goosey. I was able to address some thoughts I’ve had for a long time about “mental illness” and the way we look at mental illnesses.

I worked for about three to five years in a psychology lab at Stanford, and while I was there, it really became clear to me—through hundreds of hours of clinical interviews with people for experimental purposes—that looking for a “clean” subject with a certain diagnosis was very difficult. In order to have a subject in a psychological experiment who qualifies as having a disorder, they really need to fit the DSM [Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders] definition in specific ways. So many times, I would interview people, I would talk to them for three hours and realize they qualify in this and this way, but they ended up not qualifying for this story because they don’t quite fit in the box in the way the DSM said they should.

The book is very, very good (and was required reading for history majors at my college sophomore year), so I am CAUTIOUSLY OPTIMISTIC:

The story involves the real 1858 kidnapping of a 6-year-old Italian boy who was secretly baptized and, in accordance with papal law of the time, taken from his Jewish family to a monastery for full Catholic conversion. This Spielberg pic will put Bridge of Spies‘ Mark Rylance on the other end of seizure as Pope Pius IX, the ruler of the Papal States whose refusal to return Mortara sparked international controversy and ultimately underscored problems with the pontiff’s secular power. Drama.

This was absolutely gripping:

McKinnon is the first person ever identified with a condition called severely deficient autobiographical memory. She knows plenty of facts about her life, but she lacks the ability to mentally relive any of it, the way you or I might meander back in our minds and evoke a particular afternoon. She has no episodic memories—none of those impressionistic recollections that feel a bit like scenes from a movie, always filmed from your perspective. To switch metaphors: Think of memory as a favorite book with pages that you return to again and again. Now imagine having access only to the index. Or the Wikipedia entry.

“I know bits and pieces of stuff that happened,” McKinnon says of her own childhood. But none of it bears a vivid, first-person stamp. “I don’t remember being shorter or smaller or having to reach up for things. I have no images or impressions of myself as a kid.” She finds herself guessing a lot at what her experiences must have been like: She assumes the Cayman Islands were hot. Perhaps she and Green walked around a lot there. “It was probably sometime between 2000 and 2010,” she ventures.

Twitter’s gynecologist tells all:

Gunter frequently writes about gynecological snake oil on her blog, where she also covers topics ranging from yeast infections and toxic shock syndrome to abortion legislation and fetal-tissue research. Reporters contact her because she’s usually among the first to comment on women’s-health news, either on her blog or on Twitter. There, she weighs in on presidential debates, cracks jokes about vagina tea, and responds to those among her nearly 26,000 followers who tag her in posts about monstrosities like vaginal speakers and vaginal yeast beer. She’s a bit like Twitter’s gynecologist, but she’s not exactly answering DMs about weird rashes.

r/legaladvice does not have a lot of sympathy for this gentleman:

So my friend needs help but I don’t know what to do or how to help. Basically the situation is that he tried to get custody of his kid from his ex-girlfriend. She won the lottery last year but she wouldn’t help him out when he needed so he thought if he got custody she would have to pay him child support.

But instead he got denied custody and isn’t allowed to see his kid at all or even pick up his kid from school when his kid starts school this fall. He also got told he has to pay her 2 yrs worth of back child support and child support going forward even though she’s never asked for child support or for him to be involved ever. How can they do this if she never tried to get him involved? It’s unjust that he will go bankrupt when she won the lottery and has lots of money. Can he appeal this or something? He’s real worried and I want to help him out.

I found this profile of Lizzie Skurnick, who I really only knew from her Jez “Fine Lines” column, absolutely fascinating, and I just bought All-of-a-Kind Family for my kids:

“The column began when blogs were launched and could never have existed at any other time or place,” she said. “It was a place where women could gather,” virtually, of course, “and talk about these books. It was a bunch of 35-year-old women saying ‘I never realized how important that book was for me.’”

She was approached by a book packager who offered Lizzie her own imprint, Lizzie Skurnick Books, which launched in 2013. “I use my expertise in finding out-of-print books that we should bring back, as well as books that should have been popular and never were.” The imprint has 23 books now.

The first of Sydney Taylor’s All-of-a-Kind Family series remained in print, but the other four did not until Lizzie rescued them. They are by far the most popular of her books.

Most Jewish women have read those books, which were set in the 1910s and first published in the 1950s.

This is a perfect example of the kind of pending comment that basically all other sites would approve (reasonably!), but I look at and am just “you are vaguely condescending so no”: