Because Sometimes Magnificence Is Its Own Rationale
Jefferson Airplane. New York City rooftop. Jean Luc-Godard. 1968.
Read articleLife’s Best Prize? Joy.
Sometimes something happens that’s so unexpected, so moving, so deeply satisfying — that it leaves most of us speechless. And glad to be alive. Such was…
Read articleThe Traffic Island of My Life
So if you want to know what’s REALLY going on in my life, this essay, which was a completely random find on my part, sums the situation.…
Read articleThe Sticky Post; aka What’s Going On Here?
If you’re a first-time visitor (perhaps you’re here because you’ve heard about my new book, a history of meat in America), this sticky post explains what…
Read articleGone Hiking . . .
I’m on vacation. For which I won’t apologize. I’m tired. The manuscript of the meat book is now with the copy editor, so the production process…
Read articleWhere the Brain Goes, So Go I. Sort Of.
This is interesting — unintentionally inspired by news that Google Reader is leaving the house. (Don’t worry if you don’t know that story. Not needed here.)…
Read articleMy Writer’s “Retreat.” And How The Sausage Gets Made
This morning’s New York Times Book Review included an essay about how writers struggle with online distraction — even at “legendary” writers’ retreats. For those who don’t…
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