The other day, an Instagram ad caught my eye. I clicked for “More Information” and was taken to the following testimonial. “My name is Heinrich Faust. I spent fifty years in academia searching for truth only to realize I had wasted my life. I was decidedly single, and for all my work, I could hardly…
I’m a Gen Z-er who doesn’t know the definition of prurience. We’ve been on social media since before puberty, scoured the internet to give us answers that our parents wouldn’t. We’re naturally nosy and do not know common decency. Any one of us might be a rags-to-riches Tik Tok celebrity, your average joe turned writer,…
This isn’t a Sonata in G minor. I didn’t write it to entertain but to comfort. Me, and also you, if you feel overwhelmed, scared, a failure–any of scads of different versions of the negative, the minor. It’s not a glorification of it. It’s the opposite: the bald statement of a shameful event. Recorded Spring,…
My new novel is Frankenstein meets Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde. It follows a humble landscaping worker named Howie Blumenthal, who accepts a job in a garden where it is always night. When he is morally compelled to steal a buried treasure, he finds himself caught up in a conflict so big it bridges the…