Posted in the art of writingLast night my best gal Anna had her first reading for her debut novel America Pacifica at her San Francisco stop on her eight-city book tour. I sat in the front row at Boo...
Posted in a motley assortmentChris is going to be taping one or many shows on “Jeopardy” next month, and I’m going with him as an exuberant audience member. In the meantime, I’...
Posted in a motley assortment I had a dream last night in which I was flirting heavily with some fellow at a fancy-schmancy party. I don’t think that I was particularly attracted to this guy, b...
Posted in a motley assortment Went to a ball game today (Giants vs. Padres; we lost). Felt heartbroken through half of the game because I don’t know if a relationship is dissolving or what I sh...
Posted in uncategorizedFollow my blog with Bloglovin (Basically, with this post I’m “claiming” my blog with Bloglovin’ — so that you can follow it through there if you l...
Posted in a motley assortmentThere is something about giving everything to your profession. In Italian, an obsession is not necessarily negative. It’s the art of putting all your energy into one thin...
Posted in a motley assortment,the art of writing I’ve been feeling very protective of my time lately. Almost like I’m being chased by something. Or like I anticipate that my lifespan is g...
Posted in a motley assortment Something in Gillian has changed, but an increase in happiness doesn’t seem to be it. She does seem more solid, as though she were porous before and is now achieving wei...
Posted in a motley assortment My morning routines are so sacred to me, now, that I feel utterly unhinged if I can’t have those hours to ease into my day. In Michigan, I’d sleep till 1 PM ...
Posted in a motley assortment,the art of writing I am beginning to think, in my extremely limited amount of experience, that the last 1/3 of a book is the hardest to draft. After this will come revis...
Posted in compassion & care,the art of writing I spent some time this morning making notes on a new section of The Long Work (I’ve taken my letter-sized Levenger Circa out of retirement, an...
Posted in compassion & care I have a seventh-grade memory that has always stuck with me, and the story of it came back into my life this week. In the memory, someone accidentally dropped a beaker...
Posted in a motley assortment I realized this weekend, in the manner one realizes that the building across the street from theirs is a drug front and not an actual fried chicken restaurant, as previo...
Posted in a motley assortment,the art of seeing: pictures I’ve been awake since 1:30 AM, so why not put up a post, right? Last night’s martinis kept me whirring after two hours of sleep, ...
Posted in a motley assortment After a whirlwind weekend of domain buying, shifting platforms, CSS coding, resizing images, transporting files, etc., I am here now. Please be kind enough to change you...
Posted in uncategorizedI turn 28 in a week. I thought that 27 would be a momentous year, and it was momentous in the way that everyday miracles are momentous. 300 pages in one year. Tears, illness, s...
Posted in the art of writingIt has been an important day — a momentous day — and this is why I must go quiet for some time. To stay off of social media, to pare down my blog reader to its...
Posted in a motley assortment,mental health & illness,the art of writingSusannah Conway posted an intriguing piece about being tired of the Shiny Happy Factor of many blogs — to which IR...
Posted in a motley assortment,mental health & illnessThese are the new rules. I’m not allowed to leave the house without Ma, William, or preferably, both. I am not allowed to go into town. Theref...
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