Irrecollections has (and always will be) a haven for fresh-squeezed content, both fiction and nonfiction.
To better meet your needs, we’re undergoing some renovations. Major renovations. And we’re pretty damn pumped about it. The metadata’s all packed, old articles have been trashed, and all-new content’s primed and waiting to post. All that remains is a flip of the switch.
And the best part–you don’t have to go anywhere. Same address, new house.
Thanks for all of your support. Thanks for all the comments and emails; thanks for the notes and encouragement. You’re the best.
If you’re not writing, then you’re not a writer. There. I said it. Fight me.
Continue reading If You’re Not Writing, You’re Not a Writer.
Getting to the door is more difficult than I might have thought originally. Continue reading morning coffee: My Life as an Amoeba (Oct. 9)
The time loop seems to repeat about every five minutes these days. It’s only a matter of time before the office reaches mass capacity. Continue reading morning coffee: Office Politics (Oct. 9)
Another minor update before I roll out the end of morning coffee. Continue reading Update: Let’s Get a Little More Social
Seems like there have been more interruptions than content lately. But things are about to change. Continue reading Update: It’s time to start thinking about the future.
Sartre writes that hell is other people. Obviously, he had never been here. Continue reading morning coffee: Overtime (10.9)