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We Must Stand Against Each and Every One, or Who Are We?
“The boy must die,” Bernard insisted. “Or the world dies with him. In horror beyond earthly imaginings. What is one boy against that?” “Everything,” Erin said. “Murdering a boy is an evil deed. Every evil act matters. Every single one. We must stand against each and every one, or who are we?” – Innocent Blood […]
Goodbye to All That and More
It might seem overly simplistic to say that I bought Goodbye to All That: Writers on Loving and Leaving New York because I was leaving Beijing and could not find an anthology of elegiac essays bidding farewell to this grimy city instead of its more famous counterpart across the Pacific Ocean, but it would be true […]
On Originality and Procrastination and Fall Reading
As I write this, I am wandering around my tiny apartment in my nightgown, wrapped inside a huge grey shawl, bedraggled hair tumbling down my back like some fallen lady in a Victorian storybook. It has been a morning of trying unsuccessfully to write my personal statement for MFA applications. I am feeling small and […]
On Vacation Reading Lists
One of my favorite parts of traveling is and has always been what I call the administrative bits. Making packing lists, packing, preparing the contents of my purse, last minute buying of toiletries and essentials and best of all, the compiling of Books To Read In The Airplane And On Vacation. If all the capitalization […]
In Which I Read and Drool and Contemplate My Increasing Age
The first time I went to Black Sesame Kitchen, a small private kitchen here in Beijing, I was extremely apprehensive. Oh, not about the food, which I had heard was scrumptious (people need to bring back this word and retire delicious) but because it was to be a communal dinner. Just me, my boyfriend and […]
Buried Beneath All The Lies 