106 pieces · 2021–2026
Writing
Everything in one place: dispatches from the road, short fiction written against a timer, the army journal, and four years of college columns.
Week 3
Time in the army is a paradox – youre constantly busy and yet you’ve done nothing at all.
8 min · WORDPRESS
Week 2
Throughout last week, the question on everyone’s mind was, are you going to the Gibbush?
5 min · WORDPRESS
Week 1
We had our phone a bit throughout the day during the first week since we’d need it to fill out forms and questionnaires…
3 min · WORDPRESS
Draft Day
After a year of waiting, lots of trouble with meitav, almost not being allowed to do the gibbush and pulling every…
2 min · WORDPRESS
Day 5: Munich Trip
I thought the blog was over but something crazy happened on the final day.
1 min · SUBSTACK
Day 4: Munich Trip
With nothing on the schedule until 10, I gave myself the luxury of waking up a bit later at 7:30.
4 min · SUBSTACK
Day 3: Munich Trip
I woke up at 5:15 this morning again to catch a train.
4 min · SUBSTACK
Day 2: Munich Trip
The day started extremely early. After going to bed at 1 AM, I woke up at 5:15 to have enough time to wake up and make…
5 min · SUBSTACK
Day 1: Munich Trip
This trip was planned very last minute as an effort to stave off the increasing boredom I'd had in my first work-free…
2 min · SUBSTACK
As he fell, he waited for
As he fell, he waited for the calm of last moments. You know it.
1 min · SUBSTACK
She didn't like it but she'd been recalled to life for a reason.
She didn't like it but she'd been recalled to life for a reason .
1 min · SUBSTACK
First came the smell of the flowers
First came the smell of the flowers. Tulips, or orchids, he wasn't sure.
1 min · SUBSTACK
She suddenly realised she might be alone for the rest of her life
She suddenly realised she might be alone for the rest of her life .
1 min · SUBSTACK
She knelt on the carpet in her new living-room, a big cardboard box in front of her, unwrapping ornaments
Set the timer to 10 minutes for this one She knelt on the carpet in her new living-room, a big cardboard box in front…
2 min · SUBSTACK
The fire was getting closer.
The fire was getting closer. Whips of red hot flames shot out from the blaze like a King Cobra's bite.
1 min · SUBSTACK
The pink glove lay on the ground, almost covered
The pink glove lay on the ground, almost covered.
1 min · SUBSTACK
She felt for the lock in the dark
She felt for the lock in the dark. How long she had been in here she didn't know. Maybe a day, maybe two.
2 min · SUBSTACK
Was it a knock that had woken her?
Was it a knock that had woken her? She had been lapping in and out of consciousness for hours now, like the tide…
1 min · SUBSTACK
The house wasn't the same to her anymore.
The house wasn't the same to her anymore. Don't misunderstand. It was the same structurally, of course.
1 min · SUBSTACK
Outside the cabin, the wind howled through the trees, while inside, the old woman's fire was nearly out
Outside the cabin, the wind howled through the trees, while inside, the old woman's fire was nearly out.
2 min · SUBSTACK
He had waited twenty years to return it
He had waited twenty years to return it - he rather enjoyed the idea that there would be a reason he would get to see…
1 min · SUBSTACK
He had waited twenty years to return it
He had waited twenty years to return it — he rather enjoyed the idea that there would be a reason he would get to…
1 min · SUBSTACK
She had made a poor job of hiding the damage
She had made a poor job of hiding the damage.
1 min · SUBSTACK
They had been together for twenty-five years
They had been together for twenty-five years but it felt like only an autumn afternoon.
2 min · SUBSTACK
The footsteps were moving away.
The footsteps were moving away. After 10 minutes of uncertainty, not knowing whether his captor was approaching his…
1 min · SUBSTACK