Behold, a book:
Are you kidding?
A youth lays back on a psychologist's sofa; the sofa is purple. Youth: I'm missing my mom this morning; she died five years ago. I remember asking her once why she didn't help manage a family-run business and-- Psychologist: I don't want to interrupt, but I will this...
In which an adult and a five-year-old discuss death
L. Have three days passed yet?J. What three days?L. After grandma died. The three days to bury her.J. That's a great question. She died on Saturday, so it has been longer than three days.L. Why should it be three days?J. If you keep a dead body at room temperature for...
Vanlife
I lived in a caravan for three years before the pandemic. I paused that lifestyle and for nine months lived in a mountain cottage in northern Alentejo; lovely, but recently I took a trip in my van again and realized how much I love the vanlife and why. I love the...
Could Care Less
A man and a woman drive around town. A: I could care less where we eat.B: Oh, good, I was worried we would fight; god, I'm tired of fighting.A: I just don't want Italian.B: I thought you said you didn't care.A: I said, I could care less.B: I thought you said "I...
Silence
Critic: Why don't you write? Isn't that the one and only, the single, most obvious rule that you must follow: Do not stop writing? And yet you did stop, so... Writer: Yep. Critic: So, that makes you pathetic. A real low life. A writer who doesn't write. Writer: Have...
I don’t smoke–like the above photo suggests–, but everything else is true.
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