Or how I learned to stop worrying and embrace formatted chaos. What follows is an unapologetic rant about WordPress site formatting, content presentation, and how it affects what is likely a tiny percentage of their overall user base. Namely, me.
Zombies weren’t always an epidemic; did you know that?
I read a lot of books about dead things. It’s an occupational hazard for a Frankenstein scholar with a penchant for medical history. Doubly so for one who teaches a course on plague and apocalypse fiction. Because of this both my real and virtual bookshelves are stacked with titles like Stiff: The Curious Lives of […]
The Bartlett Administration, cir. 1999-2000 In the early days of the pandemic, I started re-watching Aaron Sorkin’s The West Wing (1999-2006), a much beloved drama chronicling the lives and intrigues big and small of President Jeb Bartlet’s eight years in office. It’s dated, there’s no doubt. The coats are boxy, the metaphors are heavy-handed, and […]
I have always wanted to be a witch. Part of that can be chalked up to my age. My sister got the first two Harry Potter books as a Christmas present in either 1999 or 2000 when I would have been six or seven. Shortly thereafter our Mom started reading them to me as bedtime […]
I’ve been thinking about characters and characterization, about the way a writer can build and populate their work with ink and paper people. About the tricks we use to make those people real for our readers. The foibles that need to be imbedded in them, the lexicons we design for them, the archetypes we use […]
Authorhood is a funny thing. Just over five and a half years ago, in December 2014, I wrote a novel. It wasn’t the first novel I started, or even the second or third. Nor was it the first or second or third novel I finished, and any author will tell you that it’s finishing a novel, […]
There are times for words and times for actions, times for art and music and protest. There are times to walk out into the world and say Today There Will Be Change, because change is good and evolution is powerful. There are times to hide. Times of fear. Times of distress and anger and, times […]
Warning, contains sweeping generalizations and graphic art. Mary Patterson (1828) J. Oliphant Recently, I came across the above image. A pencil sketch by John Oliphant of a young woman named Mary Patterson. The subject is nude, supine, and one of a long line of female artistic subjects laid in a posture that […]
And on the seventh week of isolation, I started wearing jewelry again. A watch, a necklace, two rings. The watch is a sister to the one my dad gave me when I started getting serious about running back in high school. The silver cross necklace was a birthday present from my grandmother the summer I […]