First a late lunch at China House before escaping back to work through the secret back way that no one knows about. Two brownie cookies, two pieces of gum, and three cups of passion tea. Discussion of dating prospects. A joint departure party with cupcakes, doggerel, and cocktail nuts. Sixty pushups, four miles, and a walk to the river ( Read more... )

In a café in a fabled city on a hill I clumsily requested something tall and cold and caramel and sequestered a table facing the window, book outstretched and biting a straw. Pinning description to the heels of passerby on the sloped street, I was seated in the foreshadow of encounter ( Read more... )

In the absence of fiction, my editor has begun revising my character: You are supposed to be the depressed writer, she informs me. You ought to sulk and pine for ideals. Empower a pretty, passive catalyst for inspiration. You don't need drugs. (I took drugs in a dream and my blood felt like silk scarves threading through my veins. The night ( Read more... )

I was walking home along the middle of the street with my hair tousled and my eyes half-closed to the morning light when, looking up, a man stood before me with his bicycle and aviator cap and scowled at my unkempt attire ( Read more... )

My finest writing is invective, empowered by adrenaline to torque barbed metaphors into ethical stances that pierce as they provide cover. I am Pope incarnate, stirring disdain in prologues of putative mockery and logical subtlety. And, upon reaching the final period, I hold down the shift key and tap the cursor to the beginning of the passage. I ( Read more... )

If the end of my twenty-fifth year bears the inflection of the proximal one, it will be fantastic. Expanding a vocabulary of action, I've been manic. Highlights from the past two weeks include interviewing digital arts students and devising euphemisms like braided the legs of bated butterflies. I've disavowed refractory influence and watched Summer ( Read more... )

Dreading an afternoon meeting, I escaped to the Cove where I found the giant cookies that were cool and soft, so I took two and a small cup of javanilla with extra cream. Emboldened by the successful allocation of indulgence, as I neared the stairs outside the library the unseen exhalation of someone smoking slipped along the scent of deodar cedar ( Read more... )

Tonight I watched my favorite movie with a kitten on my lap ( Read more... )

The local troubadour asked in the usual manner whether I had time for a song. Having never seen him at that particular venue, I was tempted to concede a performance because the air was cool and his hat was empty. No thank you, I declined. It has been a strange week and your performance might tilt too much sobriety into it, I nodded, and he strummed ( Read more... )

Today was the most awesomest Thursday ever because I decided to go on an adventure to cut my hair, and some sidewalk lady on the way was like "Praise Jesus" and I replied "Glory Be" and then I went to lunch in the D-hall where someone was like "Hey, Shane" and I looked confused, having no idea who he was ( Read more... )