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"What I Think About When I Hear 'Take Me Home, Country Roads'" | Hobart "When I say I did not love him, I mean I liked him very much. I just didn't care what he thought about me."

"What I Think About When I Hear 'Take Me Home, Country Roads'" | Hobart

"When I say I did not love him, I mean I liked him very much. I just didn't care what he thought about me."

"How We See" | The Rumpus “I knew what was bullshit even then, but as in a terrible dream, I felt I couldn’t do anything about it…”

"How We See" | The Rumpus

“I knew what was bullshit even then, but as in a terrible dream, I felt I couldn’t do anything about it…”

"Rep. Stefanik, GOP, Make Immoral Bargain" | Syracuse.com "When I asked [the Congresswoman's staffer] why the party had no good plan after seven years to craft one, she said, 'The dog has caught up with the mail truck.'" Photo credit: unknown

"Rep. Stefanik, GOP, Make Immoral Bargain" | Syracuse.com

"When I asked [the Congresswoman's staffer] why the party had no good plan after seven years to craft one, she said, 'The dog has caught up with the mail truck.'"

Photo credit: unknown

"Waiting for the Story" | Superstition Review Blog "But as soon as I finished the story, I couldn't get back the feeling I'd had while working on it--the sense that something glittery and magical was happening, that the characters were coming to me fully formed, that the story itself was mysterious to me and yet familiar and easy to tell."

"Waiting for the Story" | Superstition Review Blog

"But as soon as I finished the story, I couldn't get back the feeling I'd had while working on it--the sense that something glittery and magical was happening, that the characters were coming to me fully formed, that the story itself was mysterious to me and yet familiar and easy to tell."

"When Your Characters Live Inside Your Childhood Home" | Literary Hub "The space in which you spend your childhood is like your mother tongue, a kind of language that you speak more fluidly than any you learn later in life."

"When Your Characters Live Inside Your Childhood Home" | Literary Hub

"The space in which you spend your childhood is like your mother tongue, a kind of language that you speak more fluidly than any you learn later in life."

"Marble City" | The Adirondack Review "The summer we married was the summer fires burned all over Portugal." Photo credit: Getty Images

"Marble City" | The Adirondack Review

"The summer we married was the summer fires burned all over Portugal."

Photo credit: Getty Images

"Art for Our Sake" | The Story Prize Blog "Everything I had been writing before the election now seemed inadequate...It's possible to bend the rules too far. What do you write when there are no rules?" Photo credit: Sue Perlgut

"Art for Our Sake" | The Story Prize Blog

"Everything I had been writing before the election now seemed inadequate...It's possible to bend the rules too far. What do you write when there are no rules?"

Photo credit: Sue Perlgut

"What We Leave" | Yale Review Online “One Christmas I almost stole a pair of designer jeans from the daughter of a famous rock star.” Photo credit: Sharon McCutcheon

"What We Leave" | Yale Review Online

“One Christmas I almost stole a pair of designer jeans from the daughter of a famous rock star.”

Photo credit: Sharon McCutcheon

"The Age of Success" | Superstition Review Blog "One thing I couldn't have known is how in my thirties the whole nature of time would change." Photo credit: Joann Hoag

"The Age of Success" | Superstition Review Blog

"One thing I couldn't have known is how in my thirties the whole nature of time would change."

Photo credit: Joann Hoag

"Rhode Island Beach Bus" | The Toast "You have to stand in the aisle, it gets so crowded. To occupy yourself, you watch the other passengers, people like you who have waited all week to go to the beach."

"Rhode Island Beach Bus" | The Toast

"You have to stand in the aisle, it gets so crowded. To occupy yourself, you watch the other passengers, people like you who have waited all week to go to the beach."

"On 'Another Lonely Day' by Ben Harper" | Coldfront "Because those were the years when only melancholy could console melancholy." Photo credit: Getty Images

"On 'Another Lonely Day' by Ben Harper" | Coldfront

"Because those were the years when only melancholy could console melancholy."

Photo credit: Getty Images