Connor Goodwin

My father's death liberated something in me. Words I had long choked down finally flowed freely. My writing this past year has been an attempt to better understand the lonely, big-hearted enigma that was my father. Here are 5 of my favorite pieces: condorgoodwing.substack.com/p/year-one

Wrote about Big Sur California, my brother's radicalization, getting extremely lost, and how the world resets every time we camp together. condorgoodwing.substack.com/p/the-green-fl…

fantastic essay in @nplusonemag by Raven Leilani on how grieving changed her writing nplusonemag.com/issue-48/essay…

huuuuuuge

i wrote about entering a new stage in the grieving process. i thought i had a handle on grief bc i turned it into a beautiful, if tragic, story. but then it all unraveled on a wintry afternoon in late November. substack.com/home/post/p-19…

wrote about getting extremely lost in the burned-out woods on mushrooms, my brother's radicalization, and how the world resets every time we camp, for good (grounding) and bad (COVID-19). condorgoodwing.substack.com/p/the-green-fl…

"It was strange to laugh as my father lay dying, but that’s what happened." Today marks the two-year anniversary of my dad's death. I published a brief rumination from his bedside and the eulogy I wrote and delivered days later. Happy April Fool's Day. condorgoodwing.substack.com/p/a-fools-eulo…

THE HARDWARE STORE Part 1 of my "THE" series condorgoodwing.substack.com/p/the-hardware…

"Maybe all we do is frustrate," Star said. "Give someone one more day with their daughter or their dad. "But if you lost your dad, or you lost your daughter, you'd give anything to have one more day. And that’s what we can do.” My latest for Slate slate.com/news-and-polit…

Wow. theatlantic.com/ideas/2026/02/…

I am slowly waging war on my super with the help of a Midtown hardware story. First, a thermometer for proof our apartment is actually freezing. Second, a shovel to dig out our car after he flatly refused to let us borrow his.

Felt a surge of power I’m unaccustomed to upon entering a hardware store with purpose.

“Now, the flex is showing up fresh at 9am after a late night, with no data to explain how you did it. It’s a form of biological arrogance.” On wellness anarchy dazeddigital.com/beauty/article…

I am in awe of the fearless journalists of the @StarTribune. This is what meeting the moment looks like.

Drop Site obtained harrowing footage of the latest killing which appears to be from the perspective of the woman in pink filming from the sidewalk

This quote stopped me in my tracks.

WSJ identified 13 instances of agents firing at or into civilian vehicles since July, leaving 8 people shot with two confirmed dead. Only one civilian was armed—with a concealed weapon that was never drawn—and at least 5 of those shot were U.S. citizens. wsj.com/us-news/videos…

international justice is a sham nytimes.com/2025/12/22/wor…

My latest essay is a close read WB Yeats and my late-father’s poetry. It’s also a rumination on the purpose of writing and how to measure a life. substack.com/home/post/p-17…