I used to hate memoirs. I thought they were self-indulgent and lacked a certain composition in the writing. But when I was twenty, I read Dave Eggers’s A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius and something shifted. In the past year, likely since I’m working on my own, I’ve devoured memoirs. I’m fascinated at how other…
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A couple of years ago, my younger sister went through some severe health issues. During this time I was amazed at how life just, well, went on. Assignments still needed to be written. Bills still needed to be paid. Hair still needed to be brushed, and dresses still needed to be washed. People often say…
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