I’ve been working on a memoir on food, body, love, sex, relationships, and life. It…
A good friend of mine once asked me why I studied English Literature at Princeton, and why anyone studied English at all. We speak it — what more is there to say about it?
I replied, vaguely and ponderingly at the time, that the study of English can be useful in its…
This month of November, I committed to writing a draft once a day.
Today is November 13, and I missed quite a few days in a row.
The thing is: I don’t really regret it.
Your eyelid twitches, and then it stops. A spot on your thigh pulses — one, maybe two beats, and then it’s over and gone for a year. You’re itchy for no apparent reason, and then it goes away until the next itch without a reason.
This November, I’m going to write and publish a draft a day.
What’s the topic?
Well, I’m going to write about many things.
That’s because things have been really different for me, lately. I’ve been having hard times. I’ve…