© Jem Sullivan
It is one of those weary bleary mornings. I had awakened way before dawn at 3:00 AM by a very rude headache. I tried to ignore it (the way I try to ignore rude and obnoxious people) and doze back off, but the hammering was too loud, too jarring. For half an hour, I tangled and … Read More
My friend Laura said I’d ruined it for her. I felt a little bad about that. It really was beautiful. But the truth is, it’s just not my style. Maybe when I was younger, but not now.
See, there is a seashell that I simply don’t like—and ironically, it is among the prettiest, hardiest, and glossiest on the beach. We ran across a whole slew … Read More
The sky at dawn—so much lovelier with clouds.
Likewise, the beach—so much more interesting after storms.
The metaphors that these observations suggest to me sometimes seem trite, even reductive, on the surface. Clichés, song lyrics and memes abound: Every cloud has a silver lining; what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger; after … Read More
I’m throwing myself a party this weekend, complete with birthday cake, party hats, balloons and presents! I love presents. I love to get them, and I love to give them. I’m really good at both.
But there’s a rule for this birthday party—in bold print right there on the invitation—No gifts please, unless you made it yourself, grew it … Read More
