My essay "Love Cars" is reprinted in Literal magazine
Cars Are The Bones of Everything, The Runes of my Life
I could tell you I’m interested in cars, but that sounds all wrong in terms of their place in my life. I’m interested in a lot of things: Irish history, lesbian novels, roses, the geography of Canada, airfares to New York, how my mutual funds are doing. Cars, an interest? No. Cars, a drive, like sex: subterranean in some phases, idling in neutral; at other times, popping the clutch and squealing right out of control down a lost highway where advertising meets wanderlust meets fetish object...