You can hold the truth in your mouth and decide whether to swallow or speak. You can brush and floss every day or lie to your dentist once a year. But donuts are a nonnegotiable.
Spellbinding Reads: Haunted
Halloween is coming next week, and while we think the scariest thing about that is the fact that November is practically here, these stories have their own gruesome fear factor.
Spellbinding Reads: Poetry, Paws, and Porta-Potties
Peruse the plentiful poetry and prose picked for this post. Pretty please?
Spellbinding Reads: Forked
Not all poems are forks. And certainly not all forks are poems. Some are just forks. Some should really be spoons. Utensils, like writing, are tools for the job. Sporks are always useless.
Spellbinding Reads: Death
In tarot and in horror movies, death is only the beginning. In life, death is both an end and a beginning, as we must figure out how to move forward without someone, but keeping them with us.
Spellbinding Reads: Squishy
Things that are squishy: jellyfish, breasts bouncing in brassieres, gooseberry jam, promises, and the meaning of words. Also: our heads after this week.
Spellbinding Reads: Hot Take
It's been a hot, humid summer in New York. Sweaty, sticky. It's been a hot, political couple of years. Sweaty, sticky. We hope that fall will bring with it crisp weather and crisp apples, but the political stakes will only get higher and more hotly contested. Here, some pieces that feel the heat.
Spellbinding Reads: The Body
It can be easy to get stuck in your head. Especially writers obsess over our imaginations, turning over words until we find just the right one. Sometimes we forget that even the most ethereal ideas are being kept inside our physical selves. Selves that need to be fed and, more importantly, caffeinated. We are blood, bone, muscle, and fat. And at least some percent coffee.
Spellbinding Reads: Community
Writing may often be a solitary act, but being a writer is not a solitary identity. Scattered across the world are fellow writers supporting each other, sharing work and offering optimism after an unpersonalized rejection from a dream journal. This week's recommended readings come from writers we know either personally, from a reading event, or through the power (sometimes misused) of Twitter.
Spellbinding Reads: The Sadness of Change
Change is inevitable, necessary. If you’re like a couple of our Moon-Birds, change can come in the form of exciting moves into the city. Change can also be unsettling, leaving you with no certainty but that what was has ended. We can wish for unending sameness, but it will never come. Each breath of air is different from the last.