On Driving at Night
There is a particular kind of thinking that only seems to happen during long drives at night, and I have come to depend on it.
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Why I Still Read Physical Books
I own an e-reader. I use it. And yet the books I remember, the ones that changed how I think, are almost all physical objects I can point to on a shelf.
Continue reading →In Defense of the Second-Hand Bookshop
There is a particular kind of afternoon that can only happen in a second-hand bookshop, and I worry we are letting it become extinct.
Continue reading →On Old Maps and the Courage of Not Knowing
Medieval cartographers wrote 'here be dragons' at the edges of their known world. I've been thinking about what we write at the edges of ours.
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