September 8, 2014

I, LIAR

A paragraph from the new book, I, LIAR: “I have never acted on a violent impulse, nor would I. I’ve premeditated on the issue many times, for many hours, but I have gone no further than imagining what I’d do, and then addressing every detail to imagine it even better, then refining the plan and considering the various components for any complications I hadn’t yet foreseen, and then thinking about exactly how the violent act would go: what I’d say to them, what I’d want them to say to me; how I would harm them, how I’d get away with it. But that’s as far as I’ve ever gone – thinking about it obsessively for hours over the course of months. Never a step further.”



September 3, 2014

This One is Just Right

A story of mine is published in the Rumpus, to my great joy and pride.

“Who called the girls home for a babysitter? That’s what never made sense to me. All these parents on the Upper West Side, with their gigantic apartments and their overdressed kids—how’d they get the idea to call the local group home to ask if any of the residents wanted to make six bucks an hour on a Friday night? Wouldn’t that be the last place you’d call, an institution for girls without homes? What if we came to your home and never wanted to leave?”



June 11, 2014

NEW! Classes and coaching available

I’m now offering writing classes and coaching, in person or online. Please click for more details! <– (PS, I wrote that, that’s how good I am.)



July 7, 2013

May 14, 1995

May 14, 1995

“We broke up, of course.”




June 24, 2013

Up’s what

Up’s what

Obfuscatory, you say? Well, obfusc you too.




April 26, 2013

O, Whatever

O, Whatever

??? ?




April 14, 2013

New piece in LUMINA

New piece in LUMINA

I wrote a…thing!




April 8, 2013

What of it?

What of it?

Ingrate? Not me — I’m all out of grate.




April 5, 2013

WENT THERE

WENT THERE

DEAD MOMS ALL UP IN THIS BITCH




April 2, 2013

Blugh

Puddle of consciousness.