What can an object tell us about a person’s life? Deborah Lutz investigates the mystery of an amethyst bracelet woven with Emily and Anne Brontë’s hair to explore the rich lives and tragic deaths of the Bronte siblings.
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It’s Time to Stop Saying ‘Drink the Kool-Aid’: Interview with Jonestown Author Julia Scheeres
“It reduces a mass tragedy to the level of banality.”
Posted inNonfiction, Unapologetic Women
The Answer Is Never
Rewriting the false narrative of childlessness.
Posted inBooks, Nonfiction, Story
Death Made Material: The Hair Jewelry of The Brontës
What can an object tell us about a person’s life? Deborah Lutz investigates the mystery of an amethyst bracelet woven with Emily and Anne Brontë’s hair to explore the rich lives and tragic deaths of the Bronte siblings.
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Ross Andersen explores the history and rituals of winemaking—including the current-day growth of “biodynamic wine”: I had come back to AmByth to help hasten the vines’ resurrection by taking part in a ritual. I’d been invited the month before, while dining with Philip Hart and his wife, Mary. We’d talked for several hours that night, […]
Posted inNonfiction, Story, Unapologetic Women
The Answer Is Never
Rewriting the false narrative of childlessness.
Posted inNonfiction
#Nightshift: Minneapolis
Excerpts from an Instagram essay, by Jeff Sharlet. See part one. * * *
Posted inNonfiction, Story
#Nightshift: Minneapolis
Excerpts from an Instagram essay, by Jeff Sharlet. See part one. * * *
Posted inNonfiction, Reading List
Loneliness and Solitude: A Reading List
When I moved from a small town in Northern California to Brooklyn, New York in the summer of 2010, I felt the pang of an inarticulable loneliness. Unable to string together words to describe this complicated feeling, I found Olivia Laing’s Aeon essay, “Me, Myself and I,” to be a starting point that began to […]
Posted inNonfiction, Reading List
Loneliness and Solitude: A Reading List
When I moved from a small town in Northern California to Brooklyn, New York in the summer of 2010, I felt the pang of an inarticulable loneliness. Unable to string together words to describe this complicated feeling, I found Olivia Laing’s Aeon essay, “Me, Myself and I,” to be a starting point that began to […]
