My Weird Pandemic Obsession: Learning to Dunk, by Aram Mrjoian
Before this era of isolation, I was in the habit of playing basketball once or twice a week with a group of creative writing friends at Florida State. I am the last pick, not particularly athletic, with basketball skills long stunted by a hesitance to play after my younger brother outgrew me.
My Weird Pandemic Obsession: Civilization III, by Hannah Grieco
The world attempts to work, homeschool their kids, and day-drink responsibly – and yet they still have time for hobbies, it seems.
My Weird Pandemic Obsession: The Mews of New York City, by Devin Kelly
The word mews is actually a singular noun, and refers to a row of old stables made or converted into apartments, particularly on a side street in a city full of busier streets.
My Weird Quarantine Obsession: Dad House, by Jaime Fountaine
But I’m tired, and I barely know what day it is, so let’s keep it short: Our reality is bad. Why not spend some time in an absurd, wholesome alternate universe?
Barrelhouse Presents My Weird Pandemic Obsession: Knitting Lips, by Tara Campbell
At the end of April, I stumbled upon fiber artist Yrúarí’s fanciful work reclaiming old sweaters with audacious red lips sprouting out from everywhere and pointed tongues snaking beyond imagination.