We each give the other a topic, set a timer for forty minutes, and must complete a first draft before the bell. No lead time, no preparation, no room for stage fright. Before publishing to the site, we allow ourselves the option of an additional forty minute writing period, along with any necessary editing.
Andrew: On mezcal
Having an older cousin you look up to is what I imagine having an older sibling of the same gender would be like, but without the expectations and competition. If you’ve got a good relationship it can be spectacular. They can teach you things you wouldn’t otherwise know for a few years, be an open…
Phoebe: On one more
One more. One more slice of banana bread. One more chapter. One more brownie. One more episode. One more drink. If you enjoy something, keep doing it. Since I can remember, I’ve always wanted one more of everything I enjoy. I don’t like when things that make me happy end. I know that sounds like an obvious…
Andrew: On running
I didn’t walk when I was a young kid. I wouldn’t do it. I went from crawling to running, and this continued for a good long while. It went on long enough that I remember it. I remember my parents, through gritted teeth, just trying to enjoy their goddamn Sunday, telling me that no, we…
Phoebe: On cooking
I’d wake up to the smell of cornbread muffins. These, she made out of a box, but they were distinctly her: her morning signature. I’d come down to the kitchen and she’d slice one in half for me, put butter on each half, and place the plate in front of me. She buttered with a…
Andrew: On evening snack
As a self-professed slave to habit, an evening snack has been a part of my life at least since early high school. The routine that started with me sitting on the edge of my bed with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, thinking THIS might be the thing to bump my weight up and increase…
Phoebe: On morning coffee
Our life has changed in innumerable ways in recent weeks. Each day feels different than before, suspended in a sort of purgatory: “What and who will survive this uncertain waiting?” The waiting, as a concept, feels stagnant. However, it is defined by the fact of its change. This alternate manner of living, restricted and isolated,…
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