From July’s paid-subscriber email: In the nineteen and eighties. California wanted to sell more grapes and they wanted to sell grapes that were old grapes.

You know that dream where it’s the last day of high school and you can’t find your classroom because you never actually went?

Get ready for an unforgettable Outer Banks vacation at the deceptively photographed “Soul Surfer” on the oceanfront! BYO antibacterial spray.

From June’s paid-subscriber email: The voice of an angel, if an angel had built a podcast empire based on the dramatic retellings of unsolved murders.

In which we confront the truths and varying perspectives of our chosen practice, full bush blazing and self-esteem still mildly intact.

Switching things up with a 97-word fiction piece from my 2013 newsletter archives (how 2013 was 13 years ago is beyond me, but somehow—here we are).