A Letter from Rin

As a sort-of followup to yesterday's entry, here's a potential letter from Rin that may appear later. Tomás, My letters have always been important to me. They’re a part of who I am. They’re a part of my self-definition: I, Rin, have beautiful handwriting. That’s a fact that I accept about myself now, because I … Continue reading A Letter from Rin →

“Letters,” Chapter 4

I've posted three excerpts from this work before: An Excerpt from Letters, or “After Her”; A Second Excerpt from “Letters”; and “Letters,” A Third Excerpt. I've also posted two entries that are related to, but not currently part of, that work: Dinner and An Entry from Birch’s Journal. “Do you want me to stay again tonight?” Birch asked. “I have to … Continue reading “Letters,” Chapter 4 →

An Entry from Birch’s Journal

I wrote this as a sort of exploration of a character from a longer work, "Letters." I've posted some excerpts from it on this blog: An Excerpt from Letters, or “After Her”; A Second Excerpt from “Letters”; “Letters,” A Third Excerpt. I'm not sure if this is strictly canon, but it's something close. I met … Continue reading An Entry from Birch’s Journal →

“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 →

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” →

An Excerpt from Letters, or “After Her”

Tomás, By now you know that I have taken my own life. At least, I hope you know. It would be quite awkward if this letter arrived before I had a chance to carry out my intentions. I don’t foresee that happening, though. When I’m done with everything I want to write, I’m going to … Continue reading An Excerpt from Letters, or “After Her” →

Dinner with Rin

Tomás reached the door first. He held it open for Birch, an action which had, over the years, lost all significance when applied to anyone else. Holding the door for someone had just become a social necessity, something Tomás did out of habit rather than through any true desire to be kind or helpful. Yet … Continue reading Dinner with Rin →