I, Rodent: Humanized Mice and Mousey Humans
I wrote about science and self and wanted and unwanted rodents: I, Rodent. This is probably the strangest essay I’ve published to date. I like it a lot.
I wrote about science and self and wanted and unwanted rodents: I, Rodent. This is probably the strangest essay I’ve published to date. I like it a lot.
I keep meaning to mention that Best American Travel Writing 2015 is out and, as promised, it includes my short NYT Mag essay, “A Doubter in the Holy Land.” I’ve been reading my way through the collection and finding so many great things I missed when they were published last year, including Rachael Maddux’s “Hail Daton.” Today my friend Sarah Smarsh told me . . .
It’s strange to talk to friends, especially old friends, about meditation, even when they ask about it. It’s been so helpful to me, and I’m glad to share my experience when it might help someone else, but I’m also by nature averse to proselytizing. I really don’t ever want to hearken back to the fundamentalist kid me on church outings in . . .
Something that made me sad, then happy, then sad after my friend Nelson died was finding our email exchange about how he wanted to start writing again. And thank you for thinking me a writer, or at least having the seed — I know that having the chops requires craft. And craft requires time, sweat and not a little bit . . .