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The Novel I Never Finished
I began a novel at twenty-nine that I abandoned at thirty-two, and I want to try to say something honest about this, which means saying some...
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On the Poetics of Rain
It is raining as I write this, which feels like a form of permission. Rain is one of the few weather conditions that still carries, in the c...
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Debate Table
The Case for Doubt
I want to argue for doubt as an intellectual virtue — not the paralysing kind, not the nihilistic kind, not the fashionable uncertainty that...
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Midnight Table
The Long Way Round: Notes on Walking
I have been taking the long way home for most of my adult life. This began as a practical habit — I lived, at various points, in cities wher...
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Quiet Table
An Incomplete History of the Houses I Have Loved
I have lived in eleven houses. This seems like a lot until you consider that I am forty-four, and that several of these were very short stay...
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Midnight Table
A Taxonomy of Silences
Not all silences are the same. This seems obvious until you try to explain it to someone who has not yet learned to listen carefully, at whi...