Maranatha
In a world where fame and infamy
are two sides of the same coin,
who gets to leave a legacy, anyway?
Stand for Something
One of the best critiques of our generation is that we are so busy deconstructing things, we stand for nothing.
Crying on Public Transit
Eventually you have to look these fears in the face, and you have to sit with the things, both true and false, that you believe about yourself.
This is 30
A lot of people talk about turning thirty like you’re turning dead.
Ending | Beginning
My daughter will be here at the end of February. I am a mix of emotions.
Good Guys vs. Bad Guys
I am baffled as I listen to TV reporters and NPR correspondents struggle to reconcile their love for someone with the terrible things that person did. We all love people who have done horrible things.
Live at KEXP: This Is the Kit
I stood ten feet away from Kate Stables in the front row of an audience that barely totaled twenty people, and yet This Is the Kit wasn’t playing for us. They didn’t even know we were there.
The Uppermost Room
The room was smaller than I expected, square with leaded glass windows and peeling paint, a water-stained chartreuse couch and scattered chairs.
I Can Just Be Here
“Oh! Like ‘Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird,’ except with bits of conversation. Without, like, any sort of context or link in between?”
Kitchen Lovely
It’s not the kitchen I imagined. In fact, it’s nowhere near the kitchen I imagined.
But there’s no place I’m happier in.
