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The author discusses her new book, Stag Dance.
She stops to look into her mother's face. It is smooth and blank as a stone. Nothing emerges; nothing shifts.
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She stops to look into her mother's face. It is smooth and blank as a stone. Nothing emerges; nothing shifts.
The author discusses her new book, Stag Dance.
I worried I had broken the chatbot by trauma-dumping, and no one, human or machine, had the capacity to console me completely.
If he took a shortcut, if he made the creative process any easier for himself, the magic would be lost.
The author of Julius Julius on ad agency ghosts, shaming PSAs, and sexual harassment post-#MeToo
The manner of my demise is of little interest, besides serving as our jumping off point.
The author of The Vinyl Diaries on coming of age during the AIDS pandemic, midlife crises, and the music his younger partners recommend.
Congratulations to all the nominees and winners.
Love was not a drink, and my pursuit of it did not fit perfectly into the rubric of addiction, but it had taken me.