Building on my collection of 500 female bloggers — 10 each week. (Yes, there are millions out there, this just seeks to highlight a nice range of them and give them a bit of publicity.)
Why "femmes fatales?" Because these are killer posts, selected for great ideas and great writing, general interest and variety.
The Publishing Contrarian, Lynne W. Scanlon P.E.A. (Publisher/Editor/Author), has been to a Harvard power breakfast, and provides an amusing account thereof.
Staying in the literary field, Jenny Davidson on Light Reading discusses a range of books that don't really deserve that title, including one on the place of the public intellectual.
On the Sigla Blog, Sinéad Gleeson ponders public spats between women, and the media's affection therefore, prompted by a row between Sinéad O’Connor and Mary Coughlan.
Turning personal, and coming with a warning that this is a very disturbing post, Jules on Depressed Single Mother commemorates the ninth anniversary of the death of "the first person I ever fell in love with." She says: "I know that she really died because her father couldn't keep his filthy hands off his vulnerable, tiny three year old daughter."
Sage on Persephone's Box has a great collection of musings on sexual intercourse, and ignorance thereof among men, and some women. "I also briefly dated a health teacher once who was adamant that menstrual blood is made up of dead embryos. WTF???"
Koonj on HU, a group blog for Muslim women, reports on her victory, as a pregnant, about-to-give-birth woman, over doctors convinced they, not nature, knew best.
On Always Aroused Girl, moving on through the lifecycle, a description of the magic glider on the porch, and its place in soothing a stressed child, or adult.