“The trills in his notes sputter and lift. He sounds like an animal in trouble. Like a lounge singer who’s lost his mind.”
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Posted inReading List, Writing
On Keeping a Notebook: A Reading List
In this reading list, Jeanne Bonner ruminates on the joys of writing by hand and keeping a notebook.
Posted inArts & Culture, Books, Nonfiction, Profiles & Interviews, Story
Understanding Craig Stecyk
Stecyk defined Southern California’s subversive, skateboard aesthetic and changed art and culture in the process, but that doesn’t mean he wants to talk about it.
Posted inNonfiction
Truly Seeing the River: An Interview with Writer Boyce Upholt
Writing about the culture and beauty of the Mississippi Delta requires seeing the mighty river as more than a line of water.
Posted inNonfiction
Hello, Forgetfulness; Hello, Mother
Peering into the mirror of her mother, Marcia Aldrich wonders whether she too is sentenced to dementia.
Posted inCrime, Feature, Nonfiction, Story
Searching For Mackie
Seven years ago, a young woman from Tache, British Columbia, went out for the evening and never came back. Her family won’t stop looking for her, and they deserve answers.
Posted inNonfiction, Quotes
Rob Delaney and His Son’s Cancer
Actor and writer Rob Delaney shares his family’s experience with every parent’s nightmare: a very sick child.
Posted inBooks, Essays & Criticism, Nonfiction, Story
Surviving the Shattering of My Mind and My Marriage
Andrea J. Buchanan contemplates the way illness and pain can freeze a sufferer in time, as if encased in glass.
Posted inNonfiction
You Talk Real Good
Alison Stine confronts the ways in which being hard of hearing has made her job search more difficult.
Posted inEditor's Pick
“Cocaine, Speed, and Gallons of Jack Daniel’s”: The Last Rock ‘n’ Roll Superstars Were … Korn?
The hook of Steven Hyden’s feature on Korn’s seminal 1998 album Follow the Leader (of which I owned a copy, even though I listened to maybe just three songs, including ‘Freak on Leash’) is that the quartet, helmed by Jonathan Davis, are the last true rock-and-rollers: Mounds of cocaine, sex in the recording booth, and millions […]
