I remember one day over the summer I was walking around in the back neighborhood of Tomball my parents live in, just sort of slumming it out where the sprawl met the woods. This was while my life was falling apart in spades. I was a big crumbly building is what. Anyway, I came to where the trees had been cut down in a wide swath to make room for ( Read more... )

Apocalyptic imagery is all over the place; you just have to know where to look. A plane passing hazily overhead, barely seen through the clouds while sirens blare from a nearby house fire. A wet and dying dog padding through a busy cross street with one milky white eye and blood on its fur. Costumed children lined up and attached to a string, ( Read more... )

I was walking home holding a rock in my hand thrust deep into the pocket of my sweatshirt.  The rock was heavy with all of my anger and with potential energy, like what was it but a tool for burning the world down one window at a time.  It was cold and this part of town had no sidewalks, my feet were slipping in the wet grass, I was alive and ( Read more... )

I’m watching out the window of a plane, the way the clouds and the shadows of the clouds on the ground create a diorama of America, of land, of Rocky Mountains, and I’m feeling kind of lousy and hung over and out of ideas. I smell a little of vomit (not mine). The book tour, it was a success as far as I can tell. Mike and Joey tolerated me, I guess ( Read more... )

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It's odd, the way things are transmitted between people.  I know you don't know what I'm talking about.  I'll back up.

Today I found S+B brand Golden Curry, Medium Hot.  Denton, surprisingly, has kind of a dearth of international foods and weird ingredients.  This is a hippie hipster doofus town; where is my kimbap?  Where is my bean paste?  I mean ( Read more... )

This weekend, one of my new good friends is going to not get married. What I mean is she was going to, but now she is not. She seems quite happy about it, and if I were her I probably would be too-she is not the type to relish in the domestic give-and-take and the easy, unthinking acquiescence that marriage becomes over time. I don’t say this as an ( Read more... )

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Hey there, Imaginary Audience.  It's been a few weeks, so I thought I'd say that I'm settled in Denton, I have made a bunch of suspiciously fantastic friends, and in many ways my life is the best it's ever been ( Read more... )

I know I have been ignoring you, Imaginary Audience.  It is because I've kind of disappeared into fiction lately, writing vignettes for thingsthatcantbetakenback.blogspot.com (which by the way it would be a great favor to me if you would read that site and tell your friends about it) or working on my next novel or toying around with two graphic ( Read more... )