Katherine Sharpe is a writer living in Brooklyn. Read more about her here.
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Miranda July’s bright yellow collection of short stories is still sitting, unread, on my shelf. I was on the fence about the one story that I read in the New Yorker or wherever, but I have the feeling that there may be a warming-up-to-it curve. In any case, the ‘Learning To Love You More‘ website [...]
I’m in a reading frenzy recently: two thick novels in the last ten days. I inhaled ‘Then We Came to the End,’ by Joshua Ferris, and then moved immediately into ‘The Emperor’s Children,’ by Claire Messud. Purely by coincidence, each novel features an unstable character whose catalytic effects on the plot are driven by an [...]
Of all the homemade videos that I saw of the RNC protests, I think this one was the most moving.
I used my snapshot camera as a video camera one day in Honduras—and uploaded my first YouTube movie. Giggles, dizzy angles, and drop-dead gorgeous plants on the porch of the main house at Finca el Cisne in Copán Ruinas. Thirty laid-back seconds of life. It was taken from a hammock.
Thanks to the marvels of the internet, I’ve just tracked down a poem that I have wanted to re-read since sophomore year of college. I remembered only the name, "Samurai Song," and the venue, The New Yorker . Granted, having known those two things, it wouldn’t have been all that hard to find. But in [...]
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