“I’m not saying we shouldn’t be angry.
Anger seems reasonable. But perhaps
we will do what I’ve heard the Inuit do—
spend the emotion on walking, walk a line
until all the anger has left our bodies.”
 
A poem by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer at A Hundred Falling Veils.

“I became aware of this phenomenon—people believing fiction is true—some years before this mass delusion about a popular novel swept the nation.” At The Mendocino Humanist, Todd Walton recounts his experiences with audiences who assume his stories are autobiographical.

“There was something in the tones, between the tones that made the world seem like a better place, the sky a bit bluer, the problems lighter to carry.” The writer and illustrator at Fictionspawn Monsters tells a tale in which music brings hope and joy.

“‘With app-based transportation,’ he explains, ‘the pick up and drop off points, along with the route, are recorded. You know the passenger’s name before they get in the car. They know yours.’” Pete Brook talks with cab driver Kelly Dessaint on Bill Washburn’s vivid taxi images from the 1980s.

“In the space of two weeks, I changed from a disheartened, unmotivated, lethargic ghost, to a person with something to live for.” At Marty South, Madeline Lucas reflects on Daisy, her Japanese Spitz, and how this dog has become incredibly precious to her and her family.

“What’s the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear Milan and fashion in the same sentence? While for most people it’s heritage or leather or stuff like that, for me it’s always PRINTS. Followed by COLOR.” Elif Filyos Tezer at The Fashion Medley selects her favorite street style picks of Milan Fashion Week.

“Memories accumulated as we marked milestones and anniversaries. We grew older together in this house . . . but we grew happier, too.” Heide reflects on selling and letting go of her home of 20 years.