For the full essay, see it on Fiction Advocate. Originally published on February 27, 2014. --- I met the other Elizabeth Bartels at a family reunion in New Jersey when I was in middle school. I had long been used to sharing my
4th Avenue + 10th Street So matchy-matchy! Two hotdogs wrapped in red coats waddling low down.
14th Street + University Place You were in a purse. I smiled, but you missed it – busy being tall.
For the full essay, see it on Vitamin W. Originally published on February 14, 2014. --- I went to MoMA PS1 the other day because I felt guilty. I have been living in New York for the better part of two years now
First, a confession: I never finished reading Elif Batuman’s essay collection, The Possessed: Adventures With Russian Books and the People Who Read Them. The book came out my senior year of undergrad, when I was already drowning in Russian literature
I can’t pinpoint an exact moment when I decided I wanted to write. It was an idea regularly reinforced throughout my childhood, adolescence, and adult life: reading Walk Two Moons by Sharon Creech for the first time, writing a letter