Pliney: (Watching Violet spoon boiling water out of an over-full pot of potatoes) Are we not set up for housekeeping?
Violet: We are... we just blunder sometimes.
Rotting carcass on rug - put in tub.
Freezer left open - check the meat. (ALL of it.)
Left breakfast on roof of car - go back for the pieces.
Tornado results in loss of power - buy ice.
Violet: What time are you guys thinking of coming back home?
Father: Oh in about twenty minutes.
Violet: (Silence. Hangs up phone)
Friday, August 7, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Shadow Pool
"We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves."
- Francois de la Rochefoucauld
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
The Blues
"Fairbanks" - Shawn McNulty
“The blues make a rough blanket, like the ones they give you in the orphanage. But they keep out the cold. I shoved a cassette into the tape player without looking, waiting for the dark streets to take hold of me and pull me in, waiting to get back to myself.”
- Strega, Andrew Vachss
- Strega, Andrew Vachss
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Not everything, of course
"The Ectasy of St Martin" - Sekator, Flickr“I told Renny about Lazarus, not everything, of course, not the way I felt inside, just how I arose from bed at odd hours, compelled to drive out there. I revealed the corners of what was happening. Yet I said too much. Be careful whom you tell your story to.”
- The Ice Queen, Alice Hoffman
- The Ice Queen, Alice Hoffman
Sunday, March 8, 2009
The Third Angel

“Michael resembled a dog in many ways: He could smell danger and he could smell wealth, he could stalk and quarry. He lived in the moment, for the here and now. He had gone through life without questioning much. The only time he ever felt connected was when he saw stray dogs. It happened in abandoned villages in France and in New York City, down by the docks. It was a weird, visceral connection, like seeing yourself in the mirror and recognizing yourself even though you’d looked different from how you’d imagined, all fangs and fur and fear.”
- The Third Angel
- The Third Angel
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