Albert Camus and the Clarity of the Sun
In the heat of the Algerian sun, Camus found a terrifying, beautiful clarity.
Not everything needs an essay.
The Monroe Minute is where I think in public—brief reflections on storytelling, language, and the craft behind both. Some entries are fragments. Some are observations. All of them are written in the space between reading, writing, and paying attention.
These are not polished arguments. They are working thoughts—captured quickly, before they disappear.