My father died on April 2, just 10 days after a cancer diagnosis. I’m still mostly numb with shock. Among the many things Dad’s death derailed in my life, one of the least significant was my spring plan for this newsletter project. He was a big fan of this endeavor, often texting…
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It overlooks the uses of shame
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Some notes toward a definition, or, anti-clickbait
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Anniversaries and Didion's Revolving Doors
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"Hurrah" for the Red and the Blue
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Janet Malcolm; An Amateur Newspaper
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On Covers and Criticism
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Grandma was the postmaster. Dorothy worked at the telephone office. Alice knew everybody. Many days a week, after work, these three would congregate and…
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