Jen Sookfong Lee | Issue 25

It's a cliché that your 20s are full of discomfort and change, full of ambition and failure, love and heartbreak, and it’s true.

The Age Inside My Head

That freshness I craved, that I was always rushing toward, was really about one crucial thing: possibility. —Jen Sookfong Lee

This year, I turn 47.

Twenty years ago, I was writing The End of East and querying agents (by mail, I should add, with self-addressed stamped envelopes for the almost certain return of my manuscript). I was dr…