Ryan Dennis

My partner and I spent the first few months of the pandemic at my family’s farm in upstate New York. As far as places to wait out the apocalypse, it served us well.

Like the other 60 million viewers who watched the Netflix series Narcos, I was both elated and a little conflicted when the program reached the re-enactment of Pablo Escobar’s death.

Like many people this past year, I have gotten into the habit of looking ahead. Part of that is waiting for better days to come, and another part is to join into the collective speculation of what a post-pandemic world is going to look like.

The glitz. The glamor. The Guernseys.

There aren’t many individuals who stood at the intersection of fiction writing and farming.

What type of animal do you need to make a living in the Himalayas?

A yak of all trades.

There’s always plenty of speculation of who might fill the Cabinet as a new U.S. president takes office, followed by a lot of jockeying for those positions and usually a fight in the Senate to get some of those nominations confirmed.