In his first column, Nathan tells us about Fyodor Dostoewsky, a Russian author who writes charcters with a distinct self-awareness.

As I write, I am sitting in a lovely parlor, in a family home, in a quaint town in Ireland. This trip was somewhat unexpected but absolutely needed. I did not anticipate to be travelling anywhere this year; I have not really gone anywhere since the beginning of this pandemic. However, one thing led to another and things fell into place for me to book a visit overseas to enjoy some long-overdue sister and auntie time. As I got closer to my trip, frightening possibilities seeme