Caroline Calloway: my hurricane diary
I promise I’ll get to the hurricane stuff, but first I just want to take a moment to appreciate how rare it is that I’m even writing this — and how special it is that we can gather together like this inside my sentences, in The Spectator, a place that is famously way more boring and more well-respected than my social media or my books. (Although the Washington Post DID call Scammer “a masterpiece” and the New Yorker DID say “Scammer is funny, engaging, and full of genuine insight,” which is what I would like my tombstone to say when it finally is my time to go!) There’s a lot of writing in print and online about me and comparatively none at all by me. This is by choice. I’m not complaining!
