Diana Wurn

Diana Wurn is a freelance writer who practices telepathy with wild squirrels. Her writing has confused readers of The Brooklyn Rail and The Seattle Times. When confronted, she pretends to be working on a screenplay.

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“Dear John” Letter from Oprah’s Dog Dear Oprah, I think you know why I’m writing this letter. Do you think I enjoy sitting around all day on my orthopedic doggie bed watching Stedman complain about the dust on the wainscoting? Neither of us has seen...

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