Personal essays

Slate: A marriage of inconvenience—My COVID disaster wedding

I don’t remember getting married. It’s not that I was drunk or anything. I simply wasn’t there—I was sound asleep, 4,400 miles away. Thankfully, my groom’s sister was gracious enough to marry him for me. Read more.

New York Times: I go to Duke. Do I have to care about basketball?

It is your senior spring. You are going to your first Duke basketball game. You will no longer be a shame unto your clan. Why didn’t they give you a birthday hat? Maybe they could tell you are a fraud. You are not a Cameron Crazie. You are a Cameron Reasonable. You are ashamed. Read more.