Month: February 2015

• February 28, 2015

  King Julian Gets Some Almonds

  My three year old niece Lucy is such a storyteller.  She will invent these wild tales of zombies and princesses and dogs and fashion girls, winding them on for hours and hours.  At Thanksgiving, Ian started illustrating them for her, so now whenever she comes over, we make a little book and she tells a…
• February 6, 2015

  Unmoored

  There’s very little that feels as good as finishing a story.  It’s just the absolute best in the whole world, this rush of euphoria and giddiness and dizziness and the sheer accomplishment of the whole thing.  Champagne and potato chips.  Fireworks.  Cake. But that next day, oh fuck, that next day.  Not quite a hangover, just…