Not To Mention a Nice Life: An Excerpt*
Sean MurphyA few words about my commute: it’s killing me. If you don’t believe it, ask any of the anonymous near corpses suffering alongside me, their anger and impotence creating a…
Not To Mention a Nice Life: An Excerpt*
These day trips ask a lot of you, almost so much that you find yourself fondly reminiscing about the good old days you never knew, the days when horse-drawn carriages…
Not To Mention a Nice Life: An Excerpt*
She had a silver car. Here’s how you know someone has gotten to you: when, a week, or a month, or a year (or more) after they’ve left your life,…
Not To Mention a Nice Life: An Excerpt*
What are you seeing, exactly? Yourself, in a tux? Maybe marriage was the secret. You’ve felt nothing at all like envy for your friends who had wedded—happily or not—and especially…
Not To Mention a Nice Life: An Excerpt*
Take a guy. Let’s say he’s about my age: old enough to own his own condo and pay almost all his bills, who is young enough to be unmarried but…
All This Useless Beauty: The National Spelling Bee*
Look: More death and destruction. On TV, obviously. Only this is the worst one yet, the most gruesome, uncomfortable competition I’ve ever made myself suffer through. Worse than football. Worse…
Brooklyn, 2014: Words & Music, New-School Style
May 29, 2014. It was billed as a throwback to the old Beatnik days, minus the bongos and clove cigarettes. As such, New York City was a mandatory locale; Brooklyn…