The Keyboard Was Right There The Whole Time
May twenty-third. I want to be very clear that I have been using a touchscreen keyboard since approximately 2012. I am not new to this. I have sent thousands of texts. I have writ…
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The Room Was Already Full
May twelfth. I have been trying to write this post for two weeks, and the problem is that it isn't really about the pigeon. The pigeon is a good story, it stayed the entire aftern…
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The Pigeon Had Plans
May first. The pigeon arrived before I did, which seems important to establish. I had walked over to Simone's in the afternoon, no particular reason, just that kind of first-of-Ma…
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The Room I Didn't Know Was There
April twentieth. I had been to open studio before, enough times that the sign-in sheet felt familiar, and I knew which wheel had the wobble and which shelf was for pieces still wa…
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The Forty-Minute Drive Was the Right Call
April ninth. It is a Thursday, and everything outside is the particular quiet that April 2020 has decided to be, and I spent some time this morning going through photos from exact…
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The Oven Mitt Was Fine
March twenty-ninth. Sunday. I want to be clear that I have been cooking with some regularity for long enough to have what I privately think of as a standing order, a practice, a h…
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The Name Arrives Without Fanfare
March eighteenth. Tuesday. The session was unremarkable in the best sense, a full hour on the wall, the usual complaints about the same two holds, Simone making a noise of pure gr…
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The Birthday Crown Placement Was Intentional
March seventh. Simone turned thirty-one last month, Valentine's Day, which she will tell you is a curse and a gift depending on whether the restaurant has prix-fixe menus, but we…
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The Shape of the Absence
February twenty-fifth. Tuesday night. I came home from climbing, made tea I didn't finish, and sat at the kitchen table for longer than was strictly necessary. Not sad, exactly. T…
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The Wrong Night for a Reservation
February fourteenth. Simone's birthday. Also, as Simone will tell you, and did tell me, approximately four times between Tuesday's session and last night, Valentine's Day is the s…
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