The Other Walk: Essays By Sven Birkerts Birkerts’ collection of essays, The Other Walk, is a compendium of acts of contemplation and the digressions of the mind. Just reading it has inspired the last couple of posts here on Roaming Cowgirl, where I have allowed a memory or an associative Read more…
The Object Parade: Essays By Dinah Lenney When Dinah Lenney says, on page 20 of The Object Parade that “Every home should have a piano” I thought, this narrator and I will have little in common. She says this at the end of a short essay about the baby grand Read more…
The Way We Weren’t By Jill Talbot I mentioned this to Jill on Twitter, but one of the most amazing aspects of reading her memoir, The Way We Weren’t, was how much I related to her daughter, Indie. Indie and I have not had particularly similar childhoods; I moved between Read more…
As we all know, anesthetizing ourselves from our overwhelm and anxiety with Netflix or ice cream or reading or sex rarely satiates for long. What satisfies and fulfills in a deep and lasting way is that which is hard: creating something from nothing, giving expression to that which we didn’t realize Read more…
I am not reading as much as I wanted to. I am not writing as much as I wanted to. What am I doing as much as I wanted to? Well, loving, running, cooking good food. I’m doing the best I can while I can. That said, I did finish Read more…
I love reading the writing of people I know. It’s not just because I’m stoked to know what they care most about, there’s the added dimension of camaraderie and a sense of community, like WE ARE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER. Someone recently suggested, and not directly mind you, that writing positive Read more…
First, the reminder: My generative CNF workshop over at ApiaryLit starts in less than a week! I’d love to fill the last few seats with community-minded, shitty-draft-generating, enthusiastic writers. Is that you? Summer is a fantastic time to sharpen that writing saw, and I would love to read your work. I Read more…
TL; DR verdict: RECOMMENDED I will admit that it took me forever to read this book for very petty reasons. See also: Reading the winning poem of a contest I lost. However, just as not reading that winning poem would be childish and wrong and a missed opportunity, so was not Read more…