Benji has long had a complex relationship with “outside.” It’s something he has always struggled to put into words, because his feelings don’t fall easily into nice little checked boxes in the way that he categorizes them for most things. That’s the comfortable way, to him, to be able to easily say “I hate mangoes” … Continue reading Outside
Tag: Fiction
Get Gone
“Tell me what to do to fix this,” he says, as though I have an answer for him. He’s trying to recover. He’s trying to backpedal and apologize. He’s trying to make amends for what he’s done, but he doesn’t know how, because he’s never really thought about what it means to be good to … Continue reading Get Gone
That’s Enough
I had a hard time, today, coming up with something coherent to write. Mondays are my hardest days of the week to write, because generally, I've taken two days off of writing at that point and it feels like all the pathways to writing have crusted over a bit in the interim. I started to … Continue reading That’s Enough
“Letters,” A Third Excerpt
I've previously posted two excerpts from a project I call "Letters." The first can be found here, and the second, here. Dinner explores some of the characters present, but isn't currently part of the larger work. 2:43pm I’m glad that she sent the letter. As painful as it was to read, at least it gave us an … Continue reading “Letters,” A Third Excerpt
This Meal Matters
This meal matters. To an outside observer, with no knowledge of Justin’s life, perhaps it would seem insignificant. Perhaps a more experienced chef would laugh at him, for he is following, to the letter, a recipe he has called up on his phone, though the meal is simple: chicken, with sides of steamed broccoli and … Continue reading This Meal Matters
A Good Day
On April 28th, 2017, Jerry Wilkinson had a good day. This may sound insignificant, but to him, it was not. It was the first time he remembered having and actual good day in a least seven years. Jerry did not think of himself as an unhappy man, but he was not a happy one. When … Continue reading A Good Day
A Second Excerpt from “Letters”
I chose to spend this morning working on a project I call "Letters," from which I've previously posted one excerpt. Here's a second excerpt from it as today's post. Birch was gone when Tomás awoke, as Tomás had expected. Tomás was thankful. He was incredibly sweaty, for one, having spent the night wrapped up in … Continue reading A Second Excerpt from “Letters”
