My favorite author, Kurt Vonnegut, died yesterday. I spent a particularly grim stretch of my early twenties devouring everything he’d written – and little that he didn’t. I was broke and unemployed, aimless, friendless, and more than anything, I now … Continue reading
Posts from Mali
Should you find yourself planning a trip to Timbuktu, may I humbly suggest you reconsider. I say this as someone who is in Timbuktu, despite attempts to be otherwise. Aside from its alluring name, there is little reason to come … Continue reading
You know when you accidentally take a really extraordinary picture?