Pop Life: Say Goodbye

02. June 2011 here now 5
E. wants a summer anthem, and I have a couple of options, but what kind of summer do we want? What kind of summer would each song summon? The summer I worked with E., I lived in North Adams, just outside of Williamstown, Mass. I shared a house with a fabulous redhead who went by ...

Dear Feminism,

23. May 2011 here now 2
When I was fifteen, I hung a poster from a pro-choice rally on the door to my room. That positioned it in our hallway. It was visible from just to the left of the front door as you stepped into the house, inescapable for anyone coming up the stairs. The image was a bold grey, ...

Part II: New Jersey

19. May 2011 here now 2
Always complain! Can you imagine? We walked to the Met. I remember realizing that my dress was all wrong. It had gauzy red sheathing. Annette was wrapped in soft layers of black and blue. She looked sophisticated and I looked like I had missed the prom. A New York City prom, maybe. But a prom. ...

Part I: “Always Complain”

18. May 2011 here now 8
When I was in my twenties, the international director of business development for Playboy magazine wanted into my pants. I met him at a press conference that I was covering for the paper. I didn’t think we had much in common. But then I got my heart broken, big time—a loss that defined me for ...

Watermelon Rapture

17. May 2011 here now 1
I sit in a visual studies conference and listen to smart people discuss Hitchcock and I think about the Rapture. “This paper does not address the deep irrationality of private life.” I got an invitation to post-Rapture looting on Facebook. As in, looting on May 21 after the chosen get taken. I’ll be there! I ...

May 11, 2011

13. May 2011 here now 1
She wanted romance and escape and she did not want to share it with the blithe ease of unmarried twenty three year-old tech-start-up shitheads. What had we earned? Why did we get to share her peaches and wildflowers?