Thursday, March 14, 2019 - 3:16pm
Verity Sturm

As a person who has been spurned and who has dealt with it through one, two, skip-a-few emotional haircuts, this feels good to read.

Wednesday, February 27, 2019 - 10:31pm
Daily Arts Runners

When you can run 3 miles you can run 4, and when you can run 4 you can grossly round up to 7. And then, suddenly, you’re piecing together a marathon team from the largest group of people you see most frequently: Daily Arts.

Thursday, February 21, 2019 - 3:35pm
Morgan Parker

Morgan Parker can wring purpose and power from anything, rendering creativity and resilience one and the same. And she knows she’s got it.

Wednesday, February 13, 2019 - 9:13pm
Verity Sturm

I mentioned this briefly in person, but I’m very certain that much of the pause “Crudo” gives me is due to how personally attacked I felt while reading it.

Wednesday, February 6, 2019 - 11:25am
Verity Sturm / Daily

The Forest Hill Cemetery describes itself as “an unfinished landscape that welcomes all,” the private, non-profit brainchild of a 1857 collab between some University of Michigan profs and “a group of leading Ann Arbor businessmen.” Synergy, baby. She buries the dead.

Thursday, January 31, 2019 - 5:01pm
NOSELL

Few volumes of poetry boast such backmatter — flipping back and forth between text and notes is a style of reading I figured highly academic and contained to, say, John Whittier-Ferguson’s Joyce class.

Wednesday, January 16, 2019 - 4:23pm
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The Man Booker Prize is about as coy and mysterious as the work it honors.

Tuesday, January 15, 2019 - 6:00pm
NOSELL

I have a crush on Rachel Kushner — everything about her. I was initially turned on by her debut novel “The Flamethrowers,” a smart and stylish sojourn from the dirty art hoes of 1970s Soho to the political underground of Italy, complete with glamorous touches of DMT churches, performance art and street violence. Swoon.

Wednesday, January 9, 2019 - 6:09pm
there, not there (on top of one another)

It came up in conversation a short while ago that Verity and I were reading the same book — “Paradise Rot,” the debut novel of the Norwegian musician Jenny Hval. I asked Verity if she was interested in co-writing about Hval’s work, which is equally split between her writing and her musical projects, and would thus match our respective backgrounds in literature and music.