Marushka

I Dislike Telling Stories

I dislike telling stories. People always say, start at the beginning, and I get lost looking for it.

Liquid Sun

I miss the summertime of liquid sun

The Fine Art of Oracular Precision: A Handout

What is certainty, anyway?

From Taking Notes to Entropy

I fantasize about being a person who takes notes. I am not a note taker. I am a person who writes notes. There’s a difference.

The Ten-Minute Lifetime

What can I do in ten minutes? Play Pinball Wizard.

Manifesto of a Recovering Perfectionist

I free myself from being exceptional.

Dead Pan

Writing became easier when I realized: mine is a morbid muse.

Works Consulted, Vol. I

Every once in a while, I meet someone who changes my life. The fact that many of these people are dead has greatly improved our relationships.

Writing Prompts and Other Surprises

The rational world provides a framework, but something else flutters around its bars, just out of sight.

Why Write? Morbid Remoras.

At the age of six, I was obsessed with Julia Child and Agatha Christie. Six is also when I discovered reading, which pretty much takes care of the rest of this “About” section.