{"id":10925,"date":"2012-10-09T10:46:44","date_gmt":"2012-10-09T10:46:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/?p=10925"},"modified":"2012-10-11T06:11:34","modified_gmt":"2012-10-11T06:11:34","slug":"drinking-diaries-women-share-their-stories-straight-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/drinking-diaries-women-share-their-stories-straight-up\/","title":{"rendered":"Drinking Diaries: Women Serve Their Stories Straight Up"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Why did you start a blog and then publish a book about women and drinking?<\/strong><\/p>\n

It all started with a night of\u2026drinking. We are neighbors, friends and fellow writers who often enjoy sharing a bottle of wine (or two) over dinner at home with our husbands and children. The other thing we share is that both of our mothers have struggled with alcoholism. Yet we both love to drink wine. This contradiction seemed ripe for digging deeper, and we found that\u2014other than descending into a church basement\u2014there was no forum for women to share their stories. So we started one.<\/p>\n

When did you become a wine lover?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Caren<\/strong>: My mother is from France, and in my home of origin, there was always a bottle of wine chilling in the fridge\u2014right next to the milk. Both of my parents drank wine with dinner every night, and it was something that always seemed to be an enhancement to their meal. Growing up in an environment where wine was enjoyed, and not abused, put me on a path to savor it in the same vein. Sadly, however, when my mother reached her mid-60s she began self-medicating with wine. It really provoked me to think about my own relationship to alcohol, which I write about in my essay, \u201cMy Foreign Legacy,\u201d in our Drinking Diaries anthology.<\/p>\n

Leah<\/strong>: Wine\u2019s a bit loaded for me, as it was my mother\u2019s drink of choice when she was an alcoholic. My first memories of wine are of a pitcher of sangria when my parents had friends over for dinner. I thought it was so beautiful with the fruits floating in the ruby red liquid. Wine was absent from the family table for the rest of my childhood, but when I grew up, I found wine was something to savor, not to gulp. Fortunately, I have not inherited the alcoholism gene and am able to sip my wine in moderation.<\/p>\n

What do you like most about wine?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Caren<\/strong>: Wine can be both so simple and so complicated in my view. And both appeal to me. The first thing I love is the color, then the taste, and then how it washes through me, easing my stress and simultaneously making each morsel of food taste just a little bit better.<\/p>\n

Leah<\/strong>: For me, when there\u2019s wine involved, it feels like it\u2019s a special occasion. I especially like pink wine because it\u2019s just so pretty, like a frilly dress.
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\nCaren Osten Gerszberg and Leah Odze Epstein are the co-editors of \u201cDrinking Diaries: Women Serve Their Stories Straight Up<\/em>,\u201d (Seal Press), available here<\/a> and where books are sold.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ask any woman you know to scratch the surface and she will find a drinking story. Whether we are drinking it or not, alcohol remains a potent part of our lives, like food or the Internet. The world is saturated with it, steeped in it. We confront alcohol everywhere we go\u2014from home to the office party, date night to ladies’ night, happy hour to sports sidelines. Even where alcohol is not present on the surface, it often lies beneath, a palpable absence.<\/p>\n

We drink for different reasons: to quench thirst, loosen up, because it tastes good, to enhance a meal, because we’re addicted, as part of a ceremony, to celebrate, to mourn. We drink when we’re happy. We drink when we’re sad. And then there are the non-drinkers, for whom abstaining may be as much of an issue as drinking.<\/p>\n

Whether our drinking is a choice or compulsion, people rarely talk about its quotidian existence. It\u2019s easy to make the snide celebrity putdown and side joke, or label it a pathology\u2014especially in the media. Extreme examples of abuse are widely reported, like in the cases of Amy Winehouse, Whitney Houston and Diane Schuler. And the resulting trickle down deepens the culture of blame and shame around the subject of women and all drinking, as evidenced by the rise and fall of the Cocktail Mom. No wonder women keep their stories to themselves. (According to Newsweek magazine, 60 percent of American women drink.)<\/p>\n

Our ultimate goal, from the Drinking Diaries<\/em> blog to this book, has been to take women’s stories out of the closet. There are plenty of memoirs by recovering alcoholics and countless books covering an array of women\u2019s issues\u2014from love and marriage to family and career\u2014but none that address the spectrum of stories about women and drinking. How does a woman\u2019s experience with alcohol\u2014both good and bad\u2014affect her relationship with herself, her partner, her children, her friends, her community? How has drinking\u2014our own and others\u2014really touched our lives?<\/p>\n

The stories are typically hard to come by and rarely surface in small talk. But here, you will read the details, the deep questions, the wide and wild range of drinking experiences. A dispatch from the real world of women and alcohol, the essays in this book tell the tales of real women who vary in age, experience, perspective and culture. They tap into all aspects of drinking\u2014the shameful, the escapist, the liberating, the celebratory, the sexual and so on.<\/p>\n

The idea for this book about women and drinking evolved from a night of\u2026drinking. The two of us are friends and neighbors who enjoy sharing a bottle of wine over dinner with our families. Here\u2019s how it all began\u2014from past to present.<\/p>\n

Leah<\/strong><\/p>\n

For my first-grade school photo, my alcoholic mother put my sailor dress on inside out. But she stopped drinking when I was nine years old. By the time I hit fourteen, my older sister was sent to rehab. I spent half of my adolescence at self-help meetings, and although I would rather have been hanging out with my friends, I found the personal narratives of fall and redemption riveting. From high school to college student, writer to stay-at-home mom, I have run the gamut from abstainer to binge drinker.<\/p>\n

Caren<\/strong><\/p>\n

I never used to give a second thought to keeping a bottle of wine in my fridge, chilling next to the milk, just like my mother did.\u00a0 My European parents drank every night with dinner, and my mother\u2013a French, hidden-child survivor of the Holocaust\u2013often bragged about how she\u2019d corrupted her American friends with the joys of a late afternoon glass of wine. But later in life, my mother\u2019s wartime demons came back to haunt her and her social drinking morphed into need. Since then, I\u2014a lover of wine in moderation\u2014have been wrestling with what drinking means to me.<\/p>\n

Conversations about our mothers morphed into discussions about our own drinking\u2014the ups, the downs, the in-betweens. And then we wondered: Were there other women who also wanted to talk about drinking?<\/em><\/p>\n

Together, we sought to create an open forum for women who\u2019d be interested in sharing their stories\u2014without asking anyone to descend into a fluorescent-lit church basement. Since starting the Drinking Diaries blog in 2009, we\u2019ve had over a quarter of a
\nmillion readers of all ages and from all over the world.<\/p>\n

What we\u2019ve uncovered is a wide spectrum of drinkers and attitudes about drinking, which runs contrary to the rigid lines often drawn between problem drinkers and the rest of us. It turns out that the \u201crest of us\u201d are a nuanced group\u2014nondrinkers; occasional drinkers; passionate drinkers; daughters and mothers of drinkers, non-drinkers and about-to-be drinkers; teen drinkers; middle-aged drinkers; Asian, Jewish, Italian, African-American, and Muslim drinkers. The variations are endless.<\/p>\n

The twenty-eight stories we\u2019ve collected here\u2014written by prominent and new writers\u2014are a testament to diversity, with themes spanning from celebration to revelation. In all of the essays, drinking has left its mark.<\/p>\n

If there is any one theme that runs through this book, it is that\u2014for so many women\u2014drinking carries an emotional charge. It is loaded. Not necessarily bad, but loaded still. The stories in this book testify to the varied relationships women have with alcohol. As two women who have questioned the impact of drinking on our life, we felt compelled to start the Drinking Diaries<\/em> story project\u2014from blog to book\u2014by sharing our own. Then we asked other women for stories. And out they came.<\/p>\n

This introduction is adapted from the anthology, \u201cThe Drinking Diaries,\u201d by Leah Odze Epstein and Caren Osten Gerszberg, published by Seal Press, a member of the Perseus Books Group, September 2012<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Why did you start a blog and then publish a book about women and drinking? It all started with a night of\u2026drinking. We are neighbors, friends and fellow writers who often enjoy sharing a bottle of wine (or two) over dinner at home with our husbands and children. The other thing we share is that both of our mothers have struggled with alcoholism. Yet we both love to drink wine. This contradiction seemed ripe for digging deeper, and we found that\u2014other than descending into a church basement\u2014there was no forum for women to share their stories. So we started one. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10925","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books-wine"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10925","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10925"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10925\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11020,"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10925\/revisions\/11020"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10925"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10925"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nataliemaclean.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10925"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}