How Men Become Monsters

My Relationship with the Police, and the Conflict in the Middle East

Recently, I have been struggling to find the motivation to write. It’s not that I haven’t any good ideas, on the contrary, I have a notebook chocked full of essays, and positions that I’m excited about. But for some reason, whenever I open my laptop and try to write, my palms get sweaty, my heart starts to race, and before I can type a single word, ever…