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Sober Man at a Party
What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain. “A sober man at a party is lonely as a journalist, implacable as a coroner, bitter as an angel looking down from heaven.” — Michael Chabon, Wonder Boys “Why don’t you drink?” she asked, eying me in a way one would a narc. She stood Continue reading
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My Head Aches and I Hate Everyone and Everything: a memoir
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? There’s something about waking up naked, tangled in bedsheets, with a semi between your legs – your head’s a mess, groggy from spending too much time doom scrolling the night before – and your first thought that pops in your too-sleepy brain is: Am I really about Continue reading
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3 Essential Things
What are three objects you couldn’t live without? This question makes it too easy to be a smartass. Water, oxygen, and food – durr. However, I assume – at least I hope – that the author (authors?) of this prompt doesn’t mean it so literally. On a superficial level, I am first and foremost a Continue reading
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Library Life
Do you enjoy your job? I spent a lot of time inside the public library growing up, though I only borrowed the same three books every time. They were these movie monster books on King Kong, Universal monsters like Dracula and Frankenstein’s monster, and, of course, the King of Monsters Godzilla. That last one received Continue reading
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Unspoken Goodbyes
Describe the last difficult “goodbye” you said. It’s 2018 and I am lying on the living room couch listening to my son and nephew playing on the Xbox in my bedroom. It’s a hot South Texas day in August and my only thoughts are getting as much rest as possible after the tumultuous Summer Reading Continue reading
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Identity Crisis
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why? It’s difficult to choose from the plethora of people who seemingly live better lives than mine. Is this something we often think about, though? Because I have never heard myself say I wanted to be someone else. Maybe I might Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 