And if Ebola learns how to talk, the threat is going to be ratcheted up even higher.
Slowly, you lose conviction in being certain that you have something positive to say or perhaps something that people aren’t already bored to read. Every plot that you begin to create seems to already exist.
From his top bunk I could feel him trying to climb in and out of his non-existent sheets. They don’t give you sheets in jail, the only real acceptable place where an adult can call a bunk-bed home.
Poland’s Agata Zubel is the essential contemporary composer-performer, a soprano who knows her music from “both sides” of the process — creation and interpretation. In this #MusicForWriters installment prepared with the support of Q2 Music, she talks about her newly released album, Not I.
I sit here in my cafeteria at work slowly chomping away at the greasiest slice of processed pizza I’ve ever made myself consume. Right now, I am sitting in the corner at a table made for two by myself.
Vladimir Nabokov wrote on index cards.
Let’s pretend for a moment that we pulled apart all of your organs and laid them on a table.
On occasion, you have trouble making word count on your articles, because you are so used to minimizing everything you need to say into 140 characters.
Some people still hold [the] view that restraints help psychiatric patients feel safe. I’ve never met a psychiatric patient who agreed. – Elyn R.
That writing just flows.