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lover's spit left on repeat
March 9, 2018
The weather in Los Angeles can't make up its mind: I'm writing this in front of an open window in a tee shirt, but it's supposed to rain tomorrow, and then...
etymology
February 28, 2018
At some point last week I opened a Tinyletter draft, typed the word "etymology" into the subject line, pasted a link I didn't want to forget to send you into...
for free?
February 21, 2018
"Especially in the internet era, where publications field underfunded freelance “staffs” and personal-project bloggers are in impossible abundance, writers...
waiting rooms
February 7, 2018
The hardest thing, it turns out, is not to find a lesson. To tell myself: a broken bone isn't a sign, but a fact. A cyst bloomed in my pinky and it grew...
buddy tape
January 29, 2018
Three weeks ago I was in a wrestling class and someone hit the wrong finger at the wrong angle, and the bottom bone in my right pinky snapped. "Did you know...
a long time ago
January 17, 2018
When I was eighteen I picked up a Polaroid-- 80's, plastic, crappy-- that had been sitting around my room, and started taking pictures with it. I took what I...
what's next
January 5, 2018
So like, I wrote a lot last year. I was trying to figure out how to make a living, how to live a life, and I did it the way I always do things: intensely and...
+2
December 28, 2017
It turns out I snuck in a couple more pieces under the wire: one on FAKE JEWS for The Awl, and one on Los Angeles burning to close out Personal Geography....
waxing & waning
December 13, 2017
On the first night of Hanukkah, the moon is close to full, and we light one candle. The next night, the moon turns its face from us, and goes a little bit...
getting closer
December 4, 2017
bodies This weekend I was at a bar with my boxing coaches and we were talking about something, I don't remember what, there had been a lot of wine, and W....
sirens
November 29, 2017
A thing (small, largely inconsequential) that I do not forget: working in the New York office of my dad's company the summer I was 21. I was a secretary, but...
stats
November 17, 2017
In 2017 I published 56 stories on the internet, an average of one a week. I sent 30 Tinyletters, or one every other week. I wrote 50 sample pages for a book...
big sky
November 6, 2017
One of the first times I flew on an airplane without an adult it was to visit Zoey in Texas. I was eight or nine years old. Zo and her family had moved from...
falling
October 24, 2017
A small, good thing was last week when I was sitting near the top of the bowl of The Greek, surrounded by the hills and the night and some very good pals,...
phew
October 2, 2017
I don't know what to say. I wrote another essay for Medium about LA, this one focused on Dodger Stadium and the specific consequences of that "no history"...
randomly
September 26, 2017
or, a brief history of how these things happen: 1. When I was writing GRACE AND THE FEVER, I was thinking a lot about social media and self-presentation: how...
dumb shit
September 14, 2017
I've been working on two big pieces about the Kardashians for the last few months-- one, which came out last week, is about their relationship to plastic...
don't forget where you belong
September 6, 2017
"The oldest hotel in Los Angeles turned 90 this year, which means there are people living in the city who have been here longer than it has. I guess this is...
notes from nowhere
August 31, 2017
I haven't written a Tinyletter in weeks. I bet you can guess most of why: Charlottesville, vacation, post-vacation catch-up, Houston, heat wave. More or less...
praying
August 15, 2017
Have I told you the story of how I used to know Kesha a little bit? We did a summer program at Columbia together when we were 17. She was already a...
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