Freedom Or Community, Community Or

There Is Part Of Me That Longs To Have The Back-to-the-earth Life - Make My Own Bread, Grow My Own Wheat, Just Be Really Self-sufficient - But I Am Not, At The Moment, Willing To Give Up The Luxury Of Modern Life, And Amazing Schools For My Kids, And Things That I've Come To Rely On That Are Parts Of Society.

You Had To Pick Up A Landline To Make Sure Your Best Friend Wore A Matching Outfit To School. I Do Remember People Talking More. Nostalgia Is Dangerous, Though.

Sometimes I Read A Biography Of Some Tempestuous Artist And Find Myself Longing For Fireworks! Booze! Bloody Fights!; I Do Think That Life Must Be So Much More Thrilling When You're Actively Miserable.

I Think That Writers Have Natural Canvases, And My Canvas, Even In Short Stories, Often Seems To Be The Scope Of A Life.

The Gender Inequality In Book Reviewing Isn't Getting Better. Male Authors Get The Majority Of Review Coverage, And Male Reviewers Do Most Of The Reviewing. It's Kind Of Devastating.