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Nobody told me how much writing and promoting a book would cost me. I’m at $30,000 and counting. But it’s been worth every penny
There are things my mom and I still have trouble talking about, like my gayness and my eternal soul.
Thoughts on clarity, expectations, and the fraught relationship between the writer and the reader
A minute before noon on a Sunday in early July 2011, a stocky, sweaty Chinese man sprints down 12th Street in Topeka, Kansas.
Just after 11 last Sunday morning at Old First Reformed Church in Brooklyn, the Rev.
I’m not a hugger.
If, at the end of an interview, I’ve hit it off especially well with a subject, I’ll relent and come in for a quick one.
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