Sorry, I can’t write, I’m too busy crying. The Babysitting Charge asked me to read this book out loud to her twice in one afternoon, and both times I barely managed to keep it together. Even Superheroes Get Diabetes by Sue
I have been forced, because the Babysitting Charge demands it, to read the book Harriet the Hamster Fairy out loud, every afternoon, while the Charge eats her snack, for the better part of a week, and let me just say,
That golden retriever walking on the sidewalk. That shaggy black dog standing on the sidewalk. That golden lab at the soccer field. That old black lab at the playground. That very old poodle at the playground. That Great Dane hanging out at that bar. That Miniature
For the full essay (and the drinking game), see it on 20 Something Magazine. Originally published on October 3, 2014. --- Ah, yes, the dreaded internship, something us 20-somethings know all too well. How else does one get experience these days? Gone seems
For the full essay, see it on The Toast. Originally published on September 24, 2014. --- “Are fish supposed to look like this?” My two roommates appeared by my side, our faces almost touching as we peered into the tank, so close our breath
For the full flash nonfiction piece, see it on Cheap Pop. Originally published on September 16, 2014. --- In the red of night, I float between places. The neon sign across the street fills my dark room with a sharp scarlet light. I
For the full essay, see it on The Toast. Originally published on August 19, 2014. --- I used to be a regular at the pet store on the second floor of my local mall, down by Sears. Whenever I had to go with
For the full essay, see it on The Rumpus. Originally published on August 18, 2014. --- Let me disclose two things up front. This past year I was an editorial intern at the Frances Goldin Literary Agency, working for, among others, Monica Byrne’s
For the full essay, see it on The Rumpus. Originally published on June 2, 2014. --- 1 Janet Malcolm’s latest book, a collection of her essays on artists and writers, is titled Forty-One False Starts after the opening profile on the artist David Salle.
Judith Thurman spoke about writing nonfiction – specifically biography and literary criticism – at Columbia this past Wednesday, and apparently we were very lucky to hear her since, according to sources, she rarely leaves her house. Ms. Thurman said a