When I was fifteen years old, I only loved musicians.
Famous musicians, friend musicians, girl musicians and boy musicians, musicians whose faces I’d never even seen. At coffee shop and high-school organized concerts (God, these were always in the cafeteria, how awful) I sat cross-legged over beat-up Candies in the front row, large glossy hearts like [...]
If I am ever a big fancy published author, and as a big fancy published author am invited to read a segment of my big fancy work for a public radio program or for some big fancy gala in my name, I hereby make this promise to you: I will not read to you with [...]
For reasons that may be obvious but which I don’t really care to get into, I’ve been on a lot of Flagyl and Diflucan lately. Flagyl is an unfortunate prescription, packaged in pills roughly the size of footballs: the standard dosage is one of these things twice a day, for a week. They aren’t kind [...]
The plan: depart Boston at eleven thirty pm, pick up Jesse from bus terminal — squeezing five (tall) people into a two-door car. Drive to the cabin in the Cape (technically owned by confused schizophrenic, absent), brunch (french toast), walk (some jetty), Provincetoooooooown (fake mustaches, pornography).
Four o’clock: board fast ferry back to Boston.
Old friends, [...]
I first saw Trainspotting probably a year or two after it came out. I was fourteen in 1997, and the world Trainspotting presented blew my mind with possibilities.
“Will I become a heroin addict?” I wondered. At the time, I gauged the odds to be about 50/50: either I would get into hardcore drugs at some [...]