‘These days’ was the first expression which ever came to turn my stomach. Never before the moment
when I first came into the full realization of its implications can I recall feeling disgusted by a linguistic
concept. Since then a few others have crept in, but that one has always stood above all as a foreboding
bastion of ignorance, arrogance, and conceit.
You see, these days and other expressions like it are used, almost exclusively, to draw a spurious
distinction between past and present, usually to the great deteriment of the latter. It is a phrase which
is characterized by the cherry-picking of half-baked facts, the use of unapologetically fallacious logic
to support conclusions drawn in advance, and above all else by an emotional approach to reality not
grounded in the concrete.
In short, these days requires something which is not true: It requires that human experience, being a
function of human nature, must change fundamentally over time. I have, in some ways, made it my
life’s work to combat these days, having written a string of stories demonstrating the universality of
human experience across not just time but also space and culture, and yet when one writes something
like a “Romance for the Digital Age” the question one is expected to answer is, “what’s going on these
And the truth is, there are observable differences between what happens these days and what
happened 20 years ago, let alone 200 years ago. Things are not, at a superficial level, the same. Texts
take the place of phone calls, phone calls take the place of visits, camwhoring takes the place of good ol’
fashioned stripping. Yet what one must ask oneself, what one must write with dedication and verve to
conclude, is whether or not these sorts of changes actually matter. Need we create an ‘other’ of those
born after us, attempt to draw distinctions between our experiences of the world rather than drawing
We needn’t, and we musn’t. We are not served by doing so, and so in the pursuit not just of truth,
reason, and logic, which I assure you all lie in contradiction to these days, but also in the pursuit of
the pleasure of being closer to those we are meant to care for, we must all strive to eliminate these
days from our thinking, to quash the logical fallacy which is threatening to strangle intergenerational
communication and impair the proper understanding of history.
Rmnce series is a love story told in 4 parts. It follows a couple from the first drunkenly passionate days of their college romance all the way through a life together, often tumultuous, always overwhelming, and overridingly disquieting as only true love can be.
Rmnce is not, however, your traditional love story. Or perhaps more accurately, it does not appear to be your traditional love story. It is written entirely through the communications of the couple. Text messages, emails, and even a few old-fashioned letters make up the entirety of a story, what one early reader termed “A story not so much written as formed organically in the negative space.”
It is, in short, a commentary on love in the digital age, a tribute to the great love affairs of the digital generation, romance not lost in the sea of text-speak and instant gratification, but merely obscured from the prying eyes of those too far removed from its cultural roots.