Shortly after midnight on July 24, 2020, I was listening to folklore, Taylor Swift’s first surprise album. I liked the first two songs a lot, but the third, “the last great American dynasty,” especially drew me in— the story of a woman named Rebekah, a divorcee who partied her husband…
View PostI am writing this on New Year’s Eve which, for me, feels poignant and relevant but for you, the magic of it has already worn off. We all know what kind of year this has been and, of course, I am looking forward to a new one. It feels right,…
View PostLike so many others, I’ve been a writer since I can remember. In recent years, long beyond my adolescence, I’ve found that I write creative nonfiction better than I write anything else. It has been a blow to my long-held dream of writing the next ‘Great American [fiction] Novel’, and…
View PostIn the first coronavirus lockdown of 2020, we became obsessed with washing our hands, sanitising our groceries, and arranging each and every individual petal in a stunning swell of blooming flowers into still life photographs, dabbing on dewy jewels of water with an eyedropper and balancing taxidermied insects precariously on…
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