Nature Narratives in Fiction & Photography
My father and I call and text like typical 21st century family, but we also maintain written correspondence like 19th century intellectuals. (Occasionally we even write like them: planning a holiday visit might be phrased as “Cherished father, I propose myself the pleasure of waiting upon you and my mother this Michelmas…”). We’re both English... Continue Reading →
The late Ursula K. LeGuin is one of my favorite thinkers on the writing craft. Her essays on the speculative genre, The Language of the Night, arguably saved my authorial ambitions from withering in an undergraduate English department. But I’d only ever read one of her novels. When she departed this plane in January, I... Continue Reading →
"When people say, Did you always want to be a writer?, I have to say no! I always was a writer.” That quip from the legendary Ursula K. Le Guin headlines my “About Me” page on this site. And perhaps it’s even true—I’ve certainly put my share of words on paper. But without Le Guin,... Continue Reading →
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