Retreat! (Iceland Writers Retreat, That Is)
I don’t remember who posted the tweet about Iceland Writers Retreat. But I remember the arrow to the heart feeling when I saw it; that...
Statistically Speaking
I usually don’t pay much attention to statistics on this blog, but today I spent a little time trying to see what they could tell...
What I Felt
I was listening to Nils Frahm’s album Felt while washing dishes when I was overcome by the most powerful sadness. It was a good day....
There’s No Place Like Home
My family watched The Wizard of Oz recently. My sense of the movie has changed every time I’ve seen it, but my response to one...
In Which a Review of American Gods Turns into a Writing Riff
Fiction changes lives. I haven’t written fiction since middle school. (Except that one NaNo novel in 2008, but that was therapy.) Even so, I am...