CV Collective Fall Literature is Lit
Full disclosure: I am a Traci Skuce fangirl, but because one of the things I love so much about the way she writes is her precision and economy of language, I will do my best to avoid gushing hyperbole. Her first book, Hunger Moon, was published during this strange spring, and I want you to go […]
Words by Nora Bingham
CV Collective Literature is Lit Spring
I grew up in a house where bookshelves reached the ceilings, with cascading spider plants tucked in among the books. Somewhere near the cobwebbed top shelf, a battered copy of M. Wylie Blanchet’s book, The Curve of Time, held court over the other dusty paperbacks. I occasionally read the description on the back, but I […]
Words by Nora BinghamCover painting by Harry Heine
CV Collective Winter
It’s two in the morning. I just turned the last page of Kim Bannerman’s book, Bucket of Blood. I flip through the last few blank pages, hoping for a shred more. Why do those torturous back pages exist?! I re-read the back cover, avoid looking at the clock, and settle into the bittersweet heartache of […]
Words by Nora BinghamIllustration by Claire Guiot
CV Collective Summer
Escape. Run away. Get lost. Get free. Last winter, when the long stretch of darkness was at its most oppressive, a perfect storm of opportunity provided the light I needed. Cheap flights, an available travel companion, and a soft place to land put me on the path to summer sun on the north island of […]
Words by Nora BinghamPhotos by Meredith Rose
CV Collective Fall
I have always loved reading, but fell hard for books when I was eight. We were living in an amateur’s converted barn with questionable heat and electricity, and no TV. A friend of my mother’s gave me a dusty cardboard box full of golden-spined classics. It was a bonanza, an embarrassment of riches. Crammed into […]
Words by Nora BinghamPhotos by Nora Bingham
CV Collective Summer
When I arrived at Material Creative’s studio in Cumberland, an unseasonable rain was falling and the air was cool. Lush gardens led to a building reminiscent of all the hippie shelters of my youth, and I was in love before they opened the rustic double doors. Inside, low tech and high tech were tucked in […]
Words by Nora BinghamPhotos by Meredith Rose
CV Collective Spring
The first time I ate an heirloom tomato I had my doubts. I was never a tomato lover. I’d seen too many sandwiches go down in the rough seas of a soggy slice, but the heirloom intrigued me. It was mottled pink and green, and was round but unruly. It looked unlike any bloated grocery […]
Words by Nora BinghamPhotos by Meredith Rose
