Jesus Year

When I turned thirty-three in August, I decided to embrace the whole “Jesus year” thing, without really knowing what that would look like, save for the general notion that Tim McGraw would sing “Live Like You’re Dying” behind me wherever I go. So far, I have engaged in pretty standard Jesus year behavior. I got […]

Dear Joan Didion: Part 1

It seems worth mentioning that you are among a select group of people for whom a first name is never enough. I always refer to you as “Joan Didion.” This select group is made up of friends and famous strangers alike. It makes no difference if I know an individual personally. For example, I usually […]

on steam and running out of it

Last week a good friend of mine wrote a thorough and thoughtful response in an email thread and toward the end of his missive, he admitted he had run of steam and quickly signed off. He knew we would understand. We are all writers and we all run out of steam. While I was reading […]

Two cats

It has been two months since Rupert moved in. We picked him out on August 8 and today is October 8 so it’s pretty clear that it has been two months, except that it feels like we have always been this family. The four of us fit together so easily that it seems absurd that […]

Take a look.

Last week, I caught the end of one of Maureen Corrigan’s book reviews on Fresh Air and found myself spiraling toward an existential crisis. I guess I was due for one.┬áThe review gushed about Sarah Waters’s new novel, The Paying Guests, but I don’t think the book itself has anything to do with this crisis. […]