Man: There’s nothing magical about the couch. It just helps people to be comfortable. So they can focus on their thoughts.
Death [lying back, fidgeting]: I know there’s nothing magical about the couch.
Man: Okay. Great. So tell me what’s on your mind. … More A very short story
Thank you all for many generous offers to help critique the alleged book. I’m working on it. Several thousand words of notes on people, places, chronology, lies, food, and so forth. In the meantime, said generous offers brought me to an even better idea: Instead of having each person *read* a chapter, why don’t we do a … More Eureka
I think I can officially say “I’m writing a book.” It might stink, but it’ll be like a super-expanded Reassembler entry: By putting it on paper (so to speak) I’ll get it out of my head and move on. Chapter two is a bit delayed by the need to define the people, places and events … More Either/or
Something like this. Names, details, word choice, subject matter — anything could change and probably will. Resemblance to actual events or persons is merely a jumping-off point. Feedback most welcome. World Chess Champion Viktor Kravchuk, narrowly leading a small tournament field in Copenhagen, picked up a knight to make the 27th move of his fifth-round … More Rooked, first chapter
Rooked: A Novel of Love, Lies and Violence at the Chessboard takes place mostly on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. The story features these characters, among others: David and Chris Stonecipher, estranged American brothers in the field of candidates for the semi-vacant World Chess Championship Other Grandmasters from Armenia, Russia and India Bob McCurdy, a wealthy enigma … More My forthcoming book
A lucky few of us who had logged years of part-time counter work at Ben & Jerry’s were invited to intern at headquarters for the summer. A try-out of sort, to find future management stars for the company. Three of us were given an assignment on our very first day: To think long and hard … More The short happy internship of Francis Macomber
This woman, Joanna Newsom, sounds weird. This is nothing like her speaking voice. Why would you sing in such an odd manner? Well, she’s far from the only one to adopt a strange affectation for performance. Did you know Barry Gibb didn’t sing in falsetto until 1974, when the Brothers Gibb had already been performing together for … More Distinct voices
My high school English teacher Mrs. Johnson did me the great favor of writing some of my college recommendations. She wrote something very interesting about me, to this effect: That I had a strong negative reaction to Ernest Hemingway at first, but then “had the intellectual curiosity” to keep reading and ultimately come to appreciate … More Mrs Johnson, Hemingway, and Gorillaz