Sandra Miller

Dec 5, 2023 | huffpost.com | Sandra Miller

On a hot July evening almost 30 years ago, my then-boyfriend (now-husband), Mark, and I were in his second-floor apartment kitchen, chatting and laughing as he ironed a week’s worth of shirts for his job as a clinical psychologist at a Boston psychiatric hospital. What should have been a sweet Sunday night — Red Sox game on the radio, me cooking pasta — would become the start of our horror story. The next morning, Mark, fresh from a therapy session, called me, his voice trembling.

Aug 11, 2023 | mom.com | Sandra Miller

We are on the verge of electing our first female president. As women, there is no longer a career path that is out of reach to us. More of us go to medical school than men. And we have long been done with the phrase, “Girls can’t do that.” Yet when we get married, we still just dispose of our last names like a used plastic water bottle that we can’t be bothered recycling. THEN, when we start a family.

Jul 16, 2023 | independent.ng | Sandra Miller

SANDRA A. MILLER  On a summer night twenty-nine years ago Mark, my then boyfriend and now husband, and I were in our second-floor apartment. Mark was ironing a week’s worth of dress shirts for his job as a clinical psychologist at a well-known psychiatric hospital. The windows were open, and the shades were up. A cheap portable radio on the counter was tuned to the Red Sox game, and I was boiling pasta for dinner, occasionally shuffling across the kitchen to give Mark a kiss.

Jul 13, 2023 | lithub.com | Sandra Miller

On a summer night twenty-nine years ago Mark, my then boyfriend and now husband, and I were in our second-floor apartment. Mark was ironing a week’s worth of dress shirts for his job as a clinical psychologist at a well-known psychiatric hospital. The windows were open, and the shades were up. A cheap portable radio on the counter was tuned to the Red Sox game, and I was boiling pasta for dinner, occasionally shuffling across the kitchen to give Mark a kiss.

Jul 11, 2023 | zibbybooks.com | Sandra Miller

WEDNESDAYS AT ONEBy Sandra A. Miller A haunting psychological thriller about the devastating power of secrets and lies. Dr. Gregory Weber appears to have an enviable life. He's a renowned clinical psychologist residing in an elegant home in Cambridge, Massachusetts, with his wife, Liv, and their two kids. But Gregory feels increasingly disconnected. His marriage is strained, his children are distant, and he can’t stop fixating on an unforgivable mistake he made when he was seventeen.