Today's installment was written on this fully compatible English/Icelandic typewriter. “What is this, a lock?” Guy, a throwaway character asked, picking it up off a shelf where it served as a dutiful bookend in the mystery section. “Careful. Careful, it’s a time machine,” Susannah Fontaine-Williams said. “No, really, what is this?” he demanded, picking it … Continue reading Is time travel a cop-out?
The day after the Shining Star closed I went for breakfast one morning to find that the Shining Star, a greasy spoon on Amsterdam and 78th had closed. It was Saturday morning and the people I shared my life with were still in their pajamas. Signs taped in the window said goodbye and thanked everyone … Continue reading Sprung upon
Petrovsky's dog at a highway service stop. P had just gotten up to attend to an urgent matter and I was left for 17 uncomfortable minutes trying to find common ground with this disinterested animal. Note: for best results, listen to Elmer Bernstein's The Great Escape while reading this document. A letter from my old … Continue reading Petrovsky resurfaces
Thanks so much for coming ahead of the storm. It’s only a category three; I don’t know why they even bother to call it a hurricane. When you first enter the house, be certain to ignore our darling dog, Schatzi, who has a multiple personality disorder. He’s suitably medicated, but, if disturbed will most certainly … Continue reading Note to the piano movers
So we were back in hot, smelly, tasty New York over the weekend where it was too uncomfortable to stand outside and wait for a cab or an Uber. Forget the subway platform with its superheated unventilated barely breathable sludge that passes for air. Forget walking on the sunny side of the street. Always check the … Continue reading New York weekend
The morning of the takedown was the first time dad said to Mara and me, “Don’t waste food,” and it had real meaning. We might regret not having that food soon enough. She was little and had burned her bread and didn’t want to eat it. Dad said the time of excess was coming to an end … Continue reading The takedown
There's too much air in the house," Lydia said. She took a deep breath and pinched her nose to hold the air in then all at once blew it out until her lungs were empty. Then she took long sniffling breaths until her lungs refilled, again pinching her nose then coughing the air out. Archie looked … Continue reading Fear of _________