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Author Archives: Sadi Ranson-Polizzotti

The Last Days of Summer

My brother, who was, for very many years my best friend is now gone. One late January day when everything just got too much, he took a gun and locked himself in the bathroom with a few photographs, and after who knows how long, put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger, killing himself instantly.. He had with ... Read More »

Shimmer: To be perceived. A Meditation on the Big Stuff

In the depths of winter, I found there was within me an invincible summer. – Camus My grandfather, Denny, is nearing the end of his life. I have heard people in his position, read their words, that talk of the coming of night, the encroaching darkness, and you can do nothing to prevent the dark curtain of night closing in ... Read More »

Adventures in Publishing: From It Girl to IT Girl

Ever since I began my life as a writer, identified myself as someone who worked in publishing, the question that comes up again and again is the expected: When did you know? Did you always know? In high-school, I watched as my friends struggled with what college to attend, what strengths to look for – a hard thing to do ... Read More »

42 Seconds Under Ground: The Photography of Lewis Carroll

Review of two books on Lewis Carroll, by Sadi Ranson-Polizzotti Lewis Carroll, Photographer The Princeton University Library Albums by Roger Taylor and Edward Wakeling (Princeton University Press Dreaming in Pictures: the Photography of Lewis Carroll By Douglas R. Nickel Yale University Press, When his mother’s brother, Skeffington Lutwidge, first introduced Charles Lutwidge Dodgson (more popularly known as Lewis Carroll, author ... Read More »

Love & Lust on Film: Scarface, Bridget Jones and Lessons Learned

Tony Montana has taken just so much shit his whole life. He’s been oppressed and repressed and mocked and called a spic and turned on by his own country (Cuba) that he’s just not going to take any shit anymore. He’ll shoot someone just for pissing him off, which is almost admirable, or at the very least understandable. I’m not ... Read More »