my fingers race to keep up with the high hat
I fell over this week. My unreliable left ankle gave way on the second from bottom stair and I toppled
there is no way to see your own art history
A short opening notice: I have a few signed copies of my book left for people to buy (because the
I rushed home to share my topiary gossip
I cannot remember ever watching for the advent of spring so avidly as I have this year. Every dry day,
the world acquires a soft focus it does not possess
If you have any of those “on this day” features enabled on your social media accounts, you have like me
the last day of the before
Everyone has lived through their own pandemic, but one entirely common experience is that memory of the last time we
there has to be a better way to write
I don’t know if I should admit this in a public space on the internet, but I’m not
what if you did less work?
I was having a conversation the other day about what I’m working on at the moment and how I
how to do nothing again
I’m in an awkward limbo phase and I don’t like it at all. My Next Big Writing Project™
do you get paid for doing this?
My phone’s usage timer is my harshest critic. When I open the “digital wellness” app where it resides, I
don't laugh at me
I read a lot of articles every day. My job at The Browser means that I’m generally sifting for