Nora Feely on unrealistic storylines and tropes of characters with cancer, what it means to "survive," gratitude and toxic positivity, and more.
She follows the signs deeper as a weight in her gut grows colder with every step. It’s almost been long enough that she’s forgotten the finer details. Almost.
Selfishly, as a writer, I’m also worried about the seasons to come.
Learning to Live with Durians Again
Longing for the Netherlands, Stroopwafels, and the Real Thing
Confessions of a Little Mermaid
The Transportive Power of ‘The Phantom Tollbooth’
How I Became a Scholar of Black Girl Fantasy
My Father, Montaigne, and the Art of Living
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