Good at Denial

"I'll go! I'll go! But you already wish I were gone."

Said the snotty girlfriend. Said the boy atop the slide. Said the suicide bomber.

The Legs Come Off Easily

My short story about Barbie-breaking, the hate of cuteness, and the horror of one-dimensional existence, The Legs Come Off Easily, is now online at A cappella Zoo's website!


I more than merely reccomend you read the remainder of the issue, I implore you (sets spinning her red and white hyptnotist's wheel) from my benevolent heart,

read A cappella Zoo, read A cappella Zoo,

listen to my words,

it's good for you...

Now I will snap my fingers and you will buy me a caramel Frappe.

Balloons Float Like Child's Eyes

Tess wished the plastic string would fly her to the sun a second before the hot ceiling light popped her Happy Birthday balloon.


Though it will only take you about 7 seconds to read this Friday's hint fiction, I'm in the mood for a soundtrack.

We Shot the Moon, if you're wondering.

The Picky Reader in British 1100

"I’ve a book for you" said Thomas Hardy.

"I'm not optimistic but I am idealistic." Said she. "Never understood imperfection."

"I've a book for you."