In the garden, a rotting pumpkin collided with a massive piece of vertical plywood: thunk. It fell to the ground and the bystanders descended, hacking…

July 2022

Hi, friends. It’s been a while! I’ve been settling into my new role as deputy features editor at Insider, where we’ve published such sizzling reads as…

February 2021

I started this newsletter in 2015 because I was young and impressionable and bought into the idea that anyone who wanted to be a successful writer…

November 2020

In the lead-up to the 2020 presidential election, my life developed a rhythm: wake up, log on, spend 12 hours moving my eyeballs gradually closer and…

September 2020

My boss, John Homans, died of cancer in July, two and a half weeks after telling me about his diagnosis. I am still not okay about it. At times I seem…

July 2020

The other night I sat up sewing masks. This is something I’ve been doing since the start of the pandemic—my grandma taught me to sew at 10, and I…

May 2020

I will put it to you as a statement of fact: white people eat grapefruit all wrong. I was alerted to this by my friend Delia Cai, who included in her…

April 2020

I refused to wear uncomfortable underwear when I had coronavirus. This is probably TMI for at least 86% of the people who subscribe to this…

March 2020

“Devil’s Worst Nightmare” by Fjøra has been stuck in my head for weeks now. It’s the song that plays in the background when Sabrina Spellman struts into…

December 2019

My scammer texted me, “Good morning.” It was a Friday, and I was home waiting for the movers to pick up the couch I’d sold on Craigslist. Except, of…

September 2019

Fall brings shades of my past self to the surface: the crispiness of it, the back-to-school shopping, the excitement that presages Halloween. So as far…
The rain came like most things do: slowly, and then all at once. I was walking through Williamsburg on my way to meet a friend at her ceramics studio…