Being Dragged, Bitter, To A Party (pasted)

He entertained the idea that he wanted sex – that he might seduce Molly – but that was a lie. What he really wanted was a wound that he could go home and lick. For her to tell him she was going to fuck Teakman; that she’d already done it twenty times; that she was in love with Tony. He needed some trauma to re-imagine in the dark; to blow up into the fog with his cigarette smoke while he sat in his side yard and thought about how unfair the world was toward him. He couldn’t see that it didn’t really have much to do with the girl in front of him.… Read More Being Dragged, Bitter, To A Party (pasted)

Melding With The Repulsive, Liking It (pasted)

Scott had successfully spoiled Buddy’s romantic perception of himself as a brooding loner, the phantom of the opera, a tuxedo wearing werewolf with a rose between his jaws. They were the same. Members of the angry, lonely, masturbating, white boys club. Where ugly things pooled up and no one ever needed to change. Global membership – teens, dads, grandpas – it was a secret society. A gang that Buddy had accidentally joined and didn’t know how to quit. It was better than being alone.… Read More Melding With The Repulsive, Liking It (pasted)

Building Jealousy For Two Men, Part 1 (pasted)

Molly began going into Teakman’s office just to chat. Sometimes, instead of taking a seat, she would sit on his desk and cross her legs and Teakman would rub his chin and nervously glance down the hallway, clearly aware that it probably violated some kind of HR protocol. At first Buddy tried to convince himself that it was amusing – seeing Teakman so uncharacteristically nervous at having this girl’s ass on his desk – but after awhile Teakman seemed to grow comfortable with it and would just lean back and rest his hands behind his head, as if to say, ‘if only my college buddies could see me now.’… Read More Building Jealousy For Two Men, Part 1 (pasted)

I Quit My Job To Become A Writer

When I turned 28 I decided to quit my decent-paying-but-unfulfilling job to write a novel. So, as I approach the one-year mark of my endeavor here are five tips for anyone considering it. It’s not really writing-specific. Most of it applies to anyone who wants to upheave their regular life in order to pursue a drastically new direction – artistically, professionally or geographically.… Read More I Quit My Job To Become A Writer

Go Cars – An Indicator of Matrimonial Crisis

Nothing so vividly conveys matrimonial crisis than the sight of two obviously humiliated people trying to navigate an unfamiliar city in a talking yellow go-kart. The look on these couples’ faces tells a story. A story about two people who have turned to dangerous distractions in an attempt to ignore the lonely truth that they no longer love each other.… Read More Go Cars – An Indicator of Matrimonial Crisis