A good friend of mine called today and I was moody. I told her it had nothing to do with her. And it hadn’t. I just hate phones. They supposedly establish connections, tighten ties, relate to people via direct lines,…

The years pass without hard edges. Only our dates draw them apart. Our life doesn’t really consist of years but of periods defined by a before and after. So why celebrate New Year’s Eve? It seems unnecessary, totally artificial, unless…

—You must stop the Social Media Crap. —Why? —It’s fake. Self-promotion. Making others witness your struggles, your success. Liking what they say. Typing pseudo-funny comments. Striking up conversations with complete strangers. At random. Getting them to like you. Need I…

I checked up on friends who lived in the area where the shootings took place. I browsed social media networks for information. I thought about all the times I had been in the Bataclan in the past. I replied to…

In my dream, my husband is a woman. Not a beautiful woman with whom, despite my being straight, I can imagine myself in bed. He is a male-looking woman, resembling his reality male-self too much to attract me as someone…

Today, I began reading The Sound and the Fury. Most Americans have read this novel in high school or college, but I can safely say most Dutch have not. Our education on English literature was extremely English, meaning: it focused on writing from Great Britain…