God’s People?
Your insides are looking at their outsides.
Paul and Me
Sure, Mythic Greeks/Steampunks is a potent combo, but come on, Bear Cavalry/Penguins? That’s hilarious.
The Novice Traveler’s Guide to the Twin Cities
It’s a gem of a metropolis we keep tucked up here in the northlands.
A Year of Forgiveness
Alcohol makes for an effective shell to hide in.
A Monster in my Pocket
What if we made monsters into adorable magic pets?
Tingles
Yes, it’s objectively weird. But I think there’s something to it.
Noise
In the silence of isolation, the noise has never been louder.
My Twelve Favorite Songs of the Year
I approach list-making not as a critic, but simply as a fan trying to dig deeply and methodically into something I love.
A Sterling Silver Ring
Maybe it’s an overindulgence in fantasy that makes all jewelry feel slightly magic.
Expression in Balance
Don’t cause someone else harm. That sounds like a really good place to start.
Retroactive Curiosity
I think I had a couple of good English teachers early on, and I liked reading books, so I decided I must be an English person, and there you have it.
A Love Letter to Games
I would sometimes, alone, take out all of the pieces, marvel at the details of the board and plastic gizmos, and read through the rules like a sacred text.
Unpacking the Attic: Home in Eight Vignettes
Technically my third home, but my memories begin here.
My Ten Favorite Picture Books
Since I started working with kids, I’ve also re-discovered a love of picture books.
My Father’s Presence
I think for me words and voice have always been a form of presence.
Forced Choice
Your senses never lie. If this feels hard, then it’s hard. It is for all of us.
Isolation Isogloss
If language has a glue, it’s social interaction.
The Pink Power Ranger Action Figure
It was, in a funny way, my version of Billy Collins’ lanyard. The gift missed the mark.
Why Everyone Should Try Karaoke
People have been singing to each other since approximately Forever B.C.E., and I think there’s a reason.
My Silly Dictionary
Pruts (pl. noun) /pɹʌts/
(How I Learned) The Language of Taste
Then he gave me a straw and told me to taste it. He drew a line with his finger up the side of his cheek, towards his ear.
Hesiod, Hope, and El Camino
Let’s Greek out, y’all.
/æ/ is for Accent
“When sunlight strikes raindrops in the air, they act like a prism and form a rainbow.”
First Dog-Cousin, Once Removed
Clark and Tessie came immediately to the back screen door, already vocalizing their hunger. No Lewis.
I Feel X Because Why
Even on a bad day, we can practice building something beautiful.
