Byline: Lara Katz

The Story about a War and Some Other Things

“Anyway, I’ve heard stories are supposed to have morals. I don’t know if this is much of a story, really, but I’ll give it a moral anyhow.”

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Nass Recommends: Derek Thompson’s Hit Makers: The Science of Popularity in an Age of Distraction.

A Nass writer dives into the stories and science behind pop culture icons.

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Inheritance

A science fiction glimpse into grief and imposter syndrome in the aftermath of cloning.

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Godzilla on the Page

“i am timeless! un- /
stoppable! godzilla /
on the page.”

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Telescoping Echo

To telescope, we begin with 300 words, then slice the word count in half for each successive section. We stop when the numbers stop dividing evenly. This week, eight Nass writers telescope the word “echo” (echo, echo). Lucia Brown At … Read More

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The Lurker

“I ran away from home because I thought I wasn’t special and my parents were trying to make me special.”

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Telescoping Rhythm

In the succeeding entries, we telescope “rhythm.” Sonically evocative and personally connotative, we examine the word in its multiplicity of meanings.

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On Deciding Not To Live In A Literal Castle

A first-year student wrestles with the decision to stay at home in a semester with so many students on campus.

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Princeton Curling’s Spectacular Loss to UW-Superior, Keyword Superior

“At first, there is devastation; then, denial; then, anguish; then, acceptance and understanding of the bright side of life: after all, this was the gold medal game—and a silver medal at the most well-attended college curling event in the country is nothing to sneeze at.”

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“Sweaty, Loud, and Not a Little Tipsy”

Four underclass students reflect on beginning and continuing college.

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The Spirit of Curling: Vignettes

Reflections on an author-athlete’s relationship to her sport.

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On My Way to You

“Are you there yet? Hello, dear. I’m on / my way, lost myself at the intersection /
between the bottomless sea and the swan / that wanders between the traffic lanes.”

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