Life Moves Pretty Fast… and Strangely

A few Mondays ago, I noted some novelists that hail from my particular vintage, and it made me think of Gen X a bit more and what hijinks our most invisible of living generations has been up to. On the one hand, separating people into neatly boxed generations based on a specific year range feels like trying to slice the river. Birthrates rise and fall across the globe, but people keep on being…