Serial Newsletter

I’ve started sending out fiction through a monthly email newsletter, Notes from an Imaginary Place. Each installment will also be available as a podcast.

The first 26 installments will be an architectural alphabet, from Archive to Ziggurat (although not necessarily in that order…). Each one is meant to put you in another, fairly fantastical, place for 15 minutes or so of reading or listening time. You’ll meet manatee jockeys, hairdressers for the dead, office workers who moonlight producing somewhat mystical yams, and more.

Click below to sign up for the emails. I’ll include podcast links in each email (and you should also be able to find/subscribe to the podcast directly via your favorite podcast app or service).

Look further below for an archive of all the installments so far.

Recent Episodes


A poem. A glass box. A voice coach. A heist. X is for Xystus. Why the party was being held in this particular garden mystified the voice coach. The space was cluttered with an abundance of topiary, follies, ponds both reflecting and lily, smaller trellised walkways that intersected the main xystus, three-level gazebos, colonnades in […]

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Up in the branches of mile-high trees, a cartographer maps the routes between greenhouses. For the last great mapping exercise, a cartography team of twenty had swarmed through the treetops from greenhouse to greenhouse. But that had involved sketching everything by hand, followed by hours upon hours of laborious copying and compiling. She, however, has […]

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In a place where the dead are never really gone, a hairdresser carries out his complicated profession on the deceased. Because just as the dead have to wear their specialized robes, flowing in some places and wrapped tight in others, their hair must be styled in the distinctive styles of the deceased. It takes cutting […]

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The old kilns are being converted into cozy living spaces. The only problem is that they’re haunted, and not by ordinary ghosts. Officially, it’s just chemical residue on the walls and ceiling that glows with phosphorescence at night. But I know how well-scoured everything is by the time the refurbishing is complete. I see all […]

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An ecologist spends a summer in the dark and silent embassy as the honorary spy for the season. The isolation wore her down, watching gaggles of glad-handing politicians parley, posture, and passive aggressively bicker over trade and borders while none of them knew she was even there. She found days upon days of all that […]

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