He’d introduced himself and gotten to chatting the man that chaired the local board of education. He’d been to the meetings and was invited to events and then a ceremony and then a barbecue. So he donated money that bought books for the library, and ran himself a successful seat on the board. He still…
Sometimes at night there’s a procession of headlights in the windows, unceasing, and each passing light contains voices and thoughts from the television and textbooks and daydreams of all the things you’d like to do. 12:361:173:19 you give up and open your eyes but it doesn’t seem to make a difference, as though you’d been…
Of the things I enjoy most — new cities, quiet reflection, strange drunks — it’s writing I miss the most or feel the least fulfilled in. Not that I don’t write most nights, bad poetry, novels that went in wrong directions and short fiction I never completed. Projects drawn out to burdensome months trying to…
I got fired today. This has never happened before. I work behind computer screens in my bedroom and I’ve never had a Vice President appear ill and sheepish on a Zoom call that I joined late because I was carousing the kitchen with my wife, wandering back to a Slack from the VP saying, Hey,…
What is a writer supposed to write about? What a stupid question. The answer is obvious: a writer should write whatever the hell he feels driven to write. Let’s take a break. Ok, welcome back. We started this blog post with an oversimplification. No one writes solely what they feel driven to write. You get…
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