New Story: The Secret of the Birds
“Richard Cater was seven years old when he ran as fast as he could down the parched grassy hill on his uncle’s farm, trying to set the record for human […]
“Richard Cater was seven years old when he ran as fast as he could down the parched grassy hill on his uncle’s farm, trying to set the record for human […]
I’m sitting in the departures lounge at SeaTac, listening to the woman seated next to me loudly complain at her phone about the price of drinks in the airport bar. […]
I’d already finished my shower and gotten dressed by the time my alarm went off at 5:30. Truth is, I’d been awake for a while, nursing that lump of dread […]
“MacDermott?” He flinched. “Brian MacDermott?” He was older, much older than his photo, of course. But those eyes were unmistakable, those brows still furrowed with the piercing gaze that took […]
I was trying to count things up as I drifted off under the covers last night. Three weeks, three continents, four countries and nearly a dozen different beds (if you […]
There are many reasons why my life is the kind of thing that would have been inconceivable to someone a hundred years ago. Case in point is the realization that […]
One of my favorite new words of the past few years is “sonder,” coined by the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. The definition, which I hope you will forgive me for […]
Yes, yes, I finally made it to Ghana, but not without a little more drama. I’ll spare you those details, though, because friends have kept pointing out that I still […]
At times like this, I find it useful to check in on my expectations. When the alarm went off at 6:00 in Dublin this morning, how did I imagine my […]
What I’m still trying to find out is, “Where are all the actual Dubliners?” The guide books uniformly exhort us to spend as much time as we can in pubs […]