Dire Reading Series

I have a novelist’s tendency to uncouple from reality whenever possible. Knowing this about myself, I embarked on Twitter with a healthy sense of dread, and sure enough, about eight hundred tweets in, I came to the conclusion that Twitter was enabling my escape from the present moment in a way that couldn’t possibly be good for me in the long run. So I took it off my phone. This is how I came to waiting for the #1 bus in the pouring rain for the third time last Friday, trying to write in my j...