Tag Archives: Kurt Vonnegut

On Losing Faith and Finding Myself Instead

  AUGUST 30, 2002. I was in a church for the first time in forever. The church where I received the Sacrament of Confirmation. The church where my parents celebrated their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. The church where my sister was … Continue reading

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Stop Me if You’ve Heard This One Before

Question: What’s a writer to do in an era where memoirs are assumed to be fictional and novels are, increasingly, considered thinly-veiled cris de coeur? Answer: Deny Everything. Continue reading

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