After having lived the last few years in the sunless territories of Northern England, I've recently fled to North Carolina, where I spend my free time eating fish tacos, sleepwalking through closed grocery stores, and teaching my daughter what Spring is.
To avoid bad dreams.
I like novels about jazz musicians that are mistaken for hitmen, and short stories about Turkish cab drivers who commune with the moon. I like songs about cigarettes, and poems about being alone at night. I like geographical surveys about vanished rivers, and sometimes I like diaries, but only if they contain loose treasure maps or incantations.
Thank you, David, for reading "Classmates," for the fav, and your kind observations!
Nice. How I do miss NC, naked mayors and all. Mostly the BBQ.
Thanks for reading my work and glad you are enjoying it.
Read your bio and see that you fled to NC. I lived there, what, four years ago (charlotte) and hope to move back there at some point. Looking forward to reading some of your work.
very nice of you to read a few of my stories. I really appreciate your comments and your insight into the stories. Look forward to reading more of your work. Keep posting!
Thank you so much, David, for reading "Mind You Don't," and for your kind words, and for what you see when you read!
A thousands thanks for your close read and insightful comments on Little Walter. It's so amazing when a reader says something to you about your work that is true, but something you hand't realized about it until then. Thanks so much again for the thoughtful read and for taking the time.