2015 Was A Year, Like All Years
Indulging in what 2014 me would call an exercise in narcissism is a new thing that 2015 me is trying out for the time being. 2016 me will hopefully be better at looking at what I did and not being afraid to actually share it. Promoting your work is necessary but feels performative in a very specific way, filling me with the same kind of dread that I get when the cast of CATS comes off the stage and into the aisles, winding their sinuous bodies around a captive audience.
Why else do I do work? What’s the point of something if someone hasn’t read it? I wrote a lot this year, more than I’ve ever written in my career. I still don’t think it’s enough. Here, in no particular order are the things that I liked the most.
- “The Cathartic Pleasures Of TJ Maxx’s Home Goods Section” for Racked
- This little thing about workplace diversity and being the “only one” at work.
- “The Long Con Of Joan Didion” for Gawker Review of Books(RIP)
- “HGTV And The Fantasy of Home Improvement” for The Billfold.
- “Hate-Reading Is The Best And Worst Thing You Can Do” for The Frisky.
- “Several People Are Typing” for The Billfold.
- “On The Unique Stockholm Syndrome Of Cat Ownership” for The Frisky.
- “Why I’ll Never Wear Heels Again” for Cosmopolitan
- “In Praise of ‘Scary’ Women” for The Frisky
- And finally, the time I wrote about poop and Instagram teatoxes in a frank and honest manner for Racked.