NaNoWriMo???

In which I take a month’s inventory November is National Novel Writing Month, as the US-based organization attempting to bully us into drafting 50,000 words would have us believe. I’ll mention it in passing to non-Americans who look at me as if I’ve just thrown in a dialect word, and, in a way, I have.Continue reading “NaNoWriMo???”

On Writing (About Other People)

In which there will be hot takes Hi all. This week I wanted to do another post about the act of writing, since I haven’t done one in a while, and since I’ve written much nonfiction in the past couple years even beyond what I do here. Moving to Berlin marked a shift in theContinue reading “On Writing (About Other People)”

Tiny Lit Review: NORMAL PEOPLE

In which I review a book that I anticipated having more than one paragraph to say about Friends, I was not a fan. I thought I was going to like it, in fact didn’t really prepare for the eventuality that I would not, so this put me at a loss. I often found Sally Rooney’sContinue reading “Tiny Lit Review: NORMAL PEOPLE”

New List = new ep!

In which I (and not only I) comment on a certain, famous, now revamped list A music lover’s work is never done, is it? After wrapping season 1 of Pod Sounds, I’d planned simply to map out and slowly but surely execute season 2. And then the New List dropped. That’s right, kids: Rolling Stone,Continue reading “New List = new ep!”

Preparation of a Young Woman Film Critic

In which I make a checklist Big news: your girl was selected for the Young Critics Workshop at the Ukrainian Film Festival Berlin! From this weekend through next, I’ll be working alongside seasoned and up-and-coming writers to probe the genre of film criticism and hone the craft in order to cover this year’s premieres. ItContinue reading “Preparation of a Young Woman Film Critic”

A presto, Dante Alighieri!

In which I peer into the passato remoto (like, molto molto remoto) Dante, the poet of Italy, so famous the last name is basically superfluous, died seven hundred years ago today. Seven HUNDRED years. WHAT. He had contracted malaria while staying in Ravenna at the request of its prince, Guido II da Polenta. Scholars estimateContinue reading “A presto, Dante Alighieri!”

9/11 at 20: A Non-Remembrance

I have no memories of 11 September 2001. I have memories from earlier in childhood, including plenty of memories of New York, so whether this was perhaps a willful block I know not. That city has always symbolized resilience—and, ironically, safety—to me personally. Because of events in my early life and my family that necessitatedContinue reading “9/11 at 20: A Non-Remembrance”

New Fears from Pandemic Me

Or, a year and a half in mini-phobias I realized I ought to counterbalance the habits list, because these eighteen months haven’t been all new quirks and self-improvement and bleak jokes about the End Times. Here are some things I’ve developed irrational, or maybe rational, aversions to—some of which are really just the habits’ flipContinue reading “New Fears from Pandemic Me”

Never Write a Hasty Review or You Will Live to Regret It

In which I CANNOT let it be (naked) Last week I read Juliet, Naked, a novel by the illustrious Nick Hornby. It’s the third novel of his I’ve read (if you don’t count State of the Union as a novel), the first two being High Fidelity and About a Boy. Given that Hornby has madeContinue reading “Never Write a Hasty Review or You Will Live to Regret It”