This morning I had the pleasure of reading Lisa Allardice’s interview with Laura Burns, whose book, Milkman, just won the Man Booker prize. Burns is an unassuming author—my favorite kind and the kind I’d like to be—and her journey was both difficult and inspiring. Maybe I’ll eventually open The Artist’s Way. Maybe. News courtesy of LitHub.

Pictured below is my new borrowed printer, courtesy of the handsome and talented Tomio, with which I printed 108 pages this morning. Also pictured is my meditation cushion, the copy of BOMB I filched from the free pile at McSweeney’s last week, my IKEA rug, purple folder full of my mother’s old medical records which I would never throw away but have also never really written about, and an older draft of my thesis.

My thesis (approximately 65% of a book manuscript) is due (round 1, during which two of my professors will read and send back with comments) in two weeks.