December 2010
6 posts
Prison Cells
I wanted to sit down and write something about this year. Because everything changed—my job, my home, my body, my health, my life. Everything changed. Instead, I’ve spent the day with a sick stomach, sick at myself for what I have not accomplished. I am disappointed.
Recently, I’ve tried to stop letting myself believe in signs, stop looking at things like the changing of a...
Cut, Paste, Howl, and Grin
Over the last couple of weeks (ignoring that I can’t stop thinking about what’s happening with the first book, and I’m going nuts to the point of rewriting common lyrics to, “All I want for Christmas is a book deal,” etc…), I’ve been very focused on working with the raw, in-progress manuscript for the second novel, pulling together sections for the...
Beats For Only You (And You, And You)
For the last six years, New York Magazine has done their annual “Reasons to Love New York Right Now” roundup. It’s sprawling, comprehensive, and totally current. Translation: Pretty rad.
A love affair with this city, its boroughs, its neighborhoods—that’s nothing novel. But the reasons why, whether they’re newsy-now happenings or straight-from-the-gut musings:...
That's The Sound Of
One month left in the year. The year that has, arguably, been the single biggest year of my life. If offered a fast-forward through the next thirty-one days to see if my biggest dream does come true this month, to see if I get to sign my name on a line that would change everything, would I take it if that meant I skipped both the consuming anxiety and overwhelming zeal it’d bring? I’m...