Cheri Lucas Rowlands
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  1. “The human race was not, in fact, exterminated in the late 1990s, as the film portends—but we have been doing our damnedest ever since to make sure it is.”

    Commentary
  2. “It felt so odd to be so enclosed within a word, like I occupied a space—a space as small as their tongue. A coin perhaps, my value etched on the surface: gender: female, race: Asian, worth: half a regular person.”

    Identity
  3. “Little things — things that used to be simple and all my own — became packaged and delivered out into the world. My life was ready to be consumed.”

    Commentary
  4. “Yet now with the final of those projects all but completed, with nothing that necessarily infringes on the divide between work and life, I still find myself a little ambitious, a little restless, desiring progress and purpose in a creative outlet.”

    Inspiration
  5. “These snippets of a lifetime make me ponder on how vital stories are. How we keep people, traditions, habits, alive through words. I’ve heard you die twice. First your physical death. And then again, when there’s no one left to tell your story.”

    Family
  6. “Instead of getting to enjoy growing up, I felt trapped in my youth, the thing that had made me special until my ex-boyfriend called it my affliction, like a Dorian Gray bargain gone uniquely sideways.”

    Essay
  7. “Why is sentimentality considered such a ‘sweet fear’? It can portray an overly saccharine and false portrait of the world, for one. And as many have declared, that sentiment has no place in climbing.”

    Commentary
  8. “Nothing opens the mind and heart to a spiritual experience like solitude. It may not always be easy, and there will undoubtedly be some lonesome, wistful moments, but it is these very moments that allow a spiritual journey to unfold.”

    Books
  9. “As an introvert, you need to know yourself. What you need, and what stresses you out. It’s not about what you can do. Most introverts can impersonate social butterflies when necessary. . . . It’s about balancing the cost of those performances with your own mental health.”

    Personal Musings
  10. “We abuse time, make it our enemy. We try to contain and control it, or, at the very least, outrun it. Your new-model, even faster phone; your finger on the “Close” button in the elevator; your same-day delivery.”

    Books
  11. These days, I don’t wear my glasses when I’m out in public. . . . I can see the world, but it’s out of focus. I can’t make out faces, recognize friends. Most importantly, I can’t tell where anyone is looking. If men’s eyes consume me, I’d rather not know.

    Essay
  12. “It was like rubbing on unscented lotion. It’s therapeutic, no one really knows you’re wearing it, and it’s something you do for yourself. You’re not trying to leave behind little scent fragments of yourself. You’re just doin’ you.”

    Inspiration
  13. “We see this all the time in ‘allies’ in Indian Country — folks who may have entered into communities or organizing in a good way, but then take the label of ally as a check mark, rather than something they have to continually work at.”

    Commentary
  14. “To write feels like violence. All of us are mortal, but the text can survive long after its author: who are you, fleshy and contingent thing, who wants to live forever? To write is to stain clean paper, press sticks in smooth clay; in some sense always, to deform the world.”

    Essay
  15. “I honestly believed at the beginning of my memoir journey that writing my story would enable me to let it go. Leave it behind me somewhere. I was secretly hoping these writers would confirm this belief. They didn’t.”

    Interviews