Busy Creatures

HELLO, COUNTRYMEN. The last time I posted something here, I was in Spain, but the second I got home from Europe, normal life swallowed me whole—except you can't un-see "Guernica" and you can't undo moments spent alone in Istanbul's Basilica Cistern and thank God for that. I do have big plans for this little blog, I do—odd series and introspective think pieces and enough Charlie's Opinions to keep you stressed out for weeks. But I've just been so busy trying to become a tiny bit legit that I haven't had the time to write anything that doesn't immediately pay ten million dollars. Here's what I've been up to for the past few months. I currently have a terrible head cold, so I'm busy feeling sorry for myself, but in the grand scheme of things, I am so, so grateful.

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1. I scrambled around Paris/Spain/Portugual/Turkey on a writer's budget, with a writer's slightly cracked camera.

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2. I flew to LA to see my amazing baby sister play Jo from Little Women. She was TRULY GREAT.

3. I published some fiction: a story about Marilyn Monroe and a story about the apocalypse.

DAKOTA4. I wrote and directed a play.

5. I interviewed someone who interviewed Tom Robbins.

6. I reviewed Michael Cunningham's latest novel.

IMG_64767. I dreamed and dreamed about abandoned motels.

8. I wrote a list of the 13 most annoying writers you'll ever meet. It sorta went viral. The Pen/Faulkner award mentioned it on Facebook.

IMG_6589 IMG_66069. I went to the family farm(s).

IMG_649810. I was gone most weekends.

11. I started my greatest writing project to date, a series called Lady Killers on the Hairpin about…female serial killers. It was featured on Longform twice.

12. I interviewed the Editor-in-Chief of Guernica (the magazine, not the painting, bro). The interview isn't up yet but you'll definitely hear about it when it is.

IMG_7075IMG_694613. I went on a press trip to Bermuda, confirming my long-held suspicion that being a writer—no matter how humble your gigs—is the greatest job of all time, second only to being a poet.

This may be the most self-aggrandizing post of all time, but if I think it's cool to be a little bit proud of your achievements, isn't it? Especially when everyone says the thing you want to do for a living isn't anything you could do, you know, in real life, and you're like, Just let me try for two seconds?