by Dahlia | Apr 7, 2014 | Journal
My memories of Kurt Cobain are complicated. I remember being shocked by his death, thinking, in my high school naivete, that rock stars live forever, forgetting that “forever” is long after the abandonment of this mortal coil. I also knew that if I was...
by Dahlia | Apr 7, 2014 | Journal
A guest post from Julie in Baltimore: Twenty years ago tomorrow, I learned of the death of Kurt Cobain. I’m ashamed to say I don’t remember how I learned about it exactly, whether it was a news flash on broadcast TV, or MTV’s day-long elegy, or songs played in...
by Dahlia | Apr 4, 2014 | Journal
I am one episode away from finishing season 3 of Girls.To be honest, I have not been a huge fan of this season, until recently. The first half of the season seemed to lack the mastery that seasons 1 and 2 oozed. There was a floundering, a lack of intentionality and...
by Dahlia | Mar 30, 2014 | Journal
Being an artist requires an excessive amount of confidence. Some might even say ego. Because who else is foolish enough to create something out of nothing? Who else is foolish enough to create something out of nothing and believe that it matters — that somehow...
by Dahlia | Mar 28, 2014 | Journal
My favorite color is fuchsia. I call it fuck you pink. (Get it?) I didn’t grow up in one of those households where everything I had was pink. I didn’t have twinkly stars on things, or pink glittery streamers on my bicycle. My mother never wore makeup so no...
by Dahlia | Mar 25, 2014 | Journal
I’ll confess I’m a little late to the party on this one, but I had to finish three term papers and two courses and attend a conference, so accept my apologies. But better late than never, right? It’s been a couple weeks since Sheryl Sandberg launched...
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