I have, in the past month, turned 30, and I have to admit that instead of feeling even the tiniest bit of dread, I have been if anything genuinely…

August 2022

What, loyal readers of this newsletter may be wondering, was Chelsea even doing in the year between last August and this past July?
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July 2022

If you're a tourist in Israel, as I was for the past two weeks, you're probably going to spend a fair amount of time at various tourist attractions…
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July 2021

Over shepherd's pie at the Rose & Crown, the ersatz English pub at Epcot, it is impressed on me that every single body of water in Florida might contain…

May 2021

I started reading Anna Karenina out of sheer pique. After my reading marathon in March, I spent a month earnestly beginning the books on my shelf and…
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April 2021

For some reason, I am on the board of a nonprofit organization. Every year this nonprofit organization gives out prizes to books that were released the…

February 2021

For the past month or so, I've been doing what looks very much from the outside to be nothing. "Are you looking for a job, or are you happy where you…

January 2021

At the end of every year since 2015, sometime around Christmas, I type up something I fondly call an "annual plan." Do not mistake this for the actions…

August 2020

I have had the same song stuck in my head for the past month. No, it's not Weird Al's Hamilton polka (though that one did take up residence in my…

July 2020

Since the school year ended, I've been asked more than once what I'm up to this summer. What I don't say: that I’ve spent most of my summer thus far…

June 2020

Sometime around last Sunday, all of the personal ambitions I had obsessively been figuring out how to achieve started to seem self-indulgent and…

April 2020

Standing in a Safeway the day the shelter-in-place order was announced, I finally understood why people hoard things. What would I need to live if I…