There is a gray cat, with one lazy eye and both covered in cataracts, on the dining room table. It is not my cat, or my dining room, or my table: I have been married now for just over one month, and we are housesitting in Charleston. Grace objects – "

5 years ago, my brother killed himself. He took a rifle from under his bed, chambered a round, and pointed the barrel at his head. 5 years ago, was the first time I was ever forced to see that image in my head. Since then, it’s become routine. Laying

There's a book that has contagious spread around surfing circles – including my own – for the past 10 years. Barbarian Days is a memoir written by William Finnegan, which documents practically his entire life, through a sort of vessel of boardsport. A few years ago, before I set off

Some days, I have words in the form of sentences which run through my mind faster than I can type – let alone write. If I am quick enough, perhaps I can jot down the essence of the message passing briefly through the cavity behind my eyes. But other days, there