Today is around the time I’d hope to crank out another story in the Branches series, but since I devoted last week to writing a fictional piece for Love & Radio around a series of voice mails (that, unfortunately, over the weekend became an internet sensation and thus useless to us), today is finding me [...]
Not to be one of those people that talks about pansy writer’s block all the time/ever again — or one of those people that has just discovered a song that came out in 2004 — but seriously. Is this amazing? Yes.
Writers Block - Fatlip
Here is the kind of asshole I was on Tuesday afternoon: hogging an entire booth in a crowded coffee shop for six hours, nursing a single iced latte, all to catch up on a simple subject you breezed through in middle school while I was too busy writing terrible poetry and pining for Matt Anderson. [...]
Like most people, places and things, the Somerville Library would be beautiful if it were only lit correctly. The peeling paint could acquire an antique charm, the missing ceiling tiles a sense of mystery, of the forgotten, and the painted horse engravings edging the wall could occupy a fascinating territory between ballroom and barnyard — [...]
Dear Internet,
Ah. You know what? Perhaps I shouldn’t have published that post, four years ago. If I were going to insist upon publishing that post four years ago, however, there were a few, very reasonable options you gave me. And there’s no use feigning naiveté, I was aware of all of them. I could have [...]