november 5, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world

Naturally, I voted this morning. There’s no getting around it. If you’ve read this blog before, you won’t be surprised that I’m going to talk about the election—but I promise we’ll get through it, and I promise it won’t be what you think. I had a professor in undergrad who told me to never be “ashamedContinue reading “november 5, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”

august 27, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world

The first thing I said this morning was “fuck you” to my alarm clock. It’s the kind of day when inanimate objects aren’t even safe from the scope of condemnation. But it might also be the kind of day when moods burn off like fog—I only need to find the sun.    There’s nothing wrong, really,Continue reading “august 27, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”

Owen McMahon is nostalgic and inventive in his latest release, “The Voice Memo Demos, Volume II, ‘Live and New at Open Mics.’”

Owen McMahon is nostalgic and inventive in his latest release, “The Voice Memo Demos, Volume II, ‘Live and New at Open Mics.’”