Category: Fiction

A Modern Guide to Interracial Romance: Love Songs of the Empty Mall

            “I can take you at this counter,” says a woman to my wife.             “We’re together,” I tell her. I take a credit card out of my phone case and wait to wave it over a handset as a cashier who looks like she’s a high school kid folds clothes and puts them in […]

Bollywood vs Western Storytelling

            East Meets West             Picture this. A musty basement, carpeted, coloured light sconces, leather barstools around a padded bar, bottles sitting on glass shelves. Furnace room off the bottom of the stairs, and a television against the far wall. Two small windows, barely big enough for you to crawl out of.             Enter Bollywood, […]

You Cannot Have Kids and Be a Writer

For my friend Matticus, who is raising a young family and striving to write at the same time. I have quite a few kids. Let’s say it’s a number that’s more than three, and they’re all young. I also have an executive-level job that keeps me ridiculously busy, but most importantly, pays the bills. I’ve […]

Novel Review: The Dime, by Mark Paxson

Mark Paxson is an independent self-published author, and, I might add, a champion of independent authors. Trent Lewin, on the other hand, is completely unpublished in terms of novels. Too held up with the concept of traditional publishing to let it go, even though traditional avenues are not terribly receptive to Trent’s brand of weird […]

Cloud Cuckoo Land (A. Doerr): A Hopelessly Incoherent, Aspirational Review

What’s different about modern novels? We’re segmented into genres, commercial tracks that allow for reasonable market placement and expectation of returns. This is the way the business seems to work, the system that’s evolved over time. There’s just no point talking about great books from the past and how they would have fared in the […]

The Worst Day of My Life

            The worst day of your life only happens once.             “Are you okay?” she asks, handing me a coffee.             I smile, because you can do that even on the worst day of your life. You can drink coffee, too. Drive home without crashing, or hitting anyone. All these things are possible.             I […]

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