45th Street + 10th Avenue (greyhound) 11th Street + University Place (black lab) How chic! Argyle – greyhound in green, lab in pink – canine Bill Cosbys.
43rd Street + 10th Avenue Excited white pup pawing at the door to get in the liquor store.
54th Street + 9th Avenue Scottie bundled up in New York Giants hoodie, wanted to say hi.
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
This just in: Ted Conover, nonfiction writer famous for his immersion and undercover journalist, is cooler than your dad. Sorry, Rich Bartels, I still love you very much, but last night at the Columbia Graduate Writing Program’s Nonfiction Dialogue, Ted