Essays, letters to books, and other slow writing.

I'm Cyrus. I write to the books I read and about the life around the reading. More about me →

An apology to Song of Achilles

Books

If I had known that the words would peel off the pages and waft into my dilated pupils the way they did for every one of the 384 pages, I would have picked you up sooner.

On writing slowly

Essays

A sentence should be allowed to breathe. I am practicing the patience of leaving one alone until it tells me what it wants to be.

The reading chair by the window

Notes

Some furniture is load-bearing for a life. This chair holds mine — the afternoon light, the tea going cold, the dog-eared corners.

What I learned building my first site

Projects

I wanted a place that felt like my handwriting. It turns out that takes more unlearning than learning.

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No noise. A letter when something is worth reading.