The 10 Best-Worst Things I Ate in 2014
Instead of reviewing the best, which risks a sappy food-gazing given voice, it might be more revealing to ask: what were the worst things I ate this year?
Stuff I Read In The Last Year or So
Life is all your clothes in piles all over the floor, and sometimes the pieces of clothing get up and move to a different pile at night when you’re asleep.
The year’s best books, as selected by the editors of Full Stop.
A Holiday Gift: Field of Reeds
I am describing something I have sincerely come to love and I do this to challenge my own impulse towards cynicism. Not to banish cynicism, it is really important, but to make it not what I do every day.
Initially, Colchester quite rightly seems shabby, ugly, and like there’s nothing really there: but the surface, at least this once, is an illusion.
Because we are being surveilled in so many other, more intimate, less visible ways, the absolute transparency of surveillance cameras has come to seem honest, clean-cut, and even nice.
Stuff I’ve Read in the Last Month or so: Truth in Fiction
The Carnival at Bray by Jessie Ann Foley is the first novel I’ve ever read that understands the full significance of the eye roll — something I previously thought was only understood by television shows.
Best of the Blog, 2014 (Part 2)
The blog recap continues with Chop Suey in art, James Joyce on Twitter, orphans on trains, Satanism in America, yarn, Scotland, and much more.
A new magazine made by some friends of Full Stop takes you right to the heart of things.
Best of the Blog 2014, (Part 1)
A cursed horoscope, Taylor Swift’s cruel longing, the 1968 Great Bitter Lake Games, and a bunch of cupcake fascists: it’s all here in our 2014 blog recap.