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you write dialogue this funny? JD: I was flipping through your book to talk about humor and realized ... that moment. And armed with all of that, a line of dialogue can fly off the page, can make you actually ... guy? Back when Twitter was Twitter, I reached out to Josh, we exchanged books, and I found out he was ...
(also my birthday), so here I was, racing against the clock, and I didn’t even realize it. Oh well. ... 24,897 words Why did I sign up for this? Yesterday was my birthday, so instead of writing, I went ... one: 12,909 words written Why did I sign up for NaNoWriMo? I’m actually cheating a little bit. You are ...
Spring/Summer 1998
Page 99 from Issue 102 TRIQUARTERLY remote from New York City where, after sewing skirts all day, ... husband, whose two grown daughters were married, living on 1 16th Street and Madison Avenue that her ... mother's sister's husband was too affectionate with her when her aunt was out, she was able to ...
you at the fair this year. "Dad?" I turn. My younger daughter, Charlotte, stands at ... I didn't die. I wanted to die. There was no fear when I slid the razor painlessly across my wrists- just ... Page 99 from Issue 78 above them. It grows there among the cultivated plants. I place my fingers ...
in 80 Days was Jules Verne. Being long dead, he didn't have much to say about my adapta ... adaptation very much my own. Verne devotees and/or critics would complain about what was missing (including ... Adventures of Huckleberry Finn is. I assumed my inventions would generally be ascribed to Verne, as was most ...
didn't let you know about it more than it was absolutely necessary. Do you understand? He didn ... of my grandfather's gravesite. The accompanying note he would write himself, though I could ... Ur, kiisz6n6m, Isten aldja. "My thanks, Freed, sir, God bless you." The one time ...
Page 252 from Issue 80 I need to go back into the winter woods and climb down through the canyons ... winter, and in summer lie on dry sand that the seed tick may survey my flesh and clothing, that the turkey ... vulture in a tilting vortex may assess my value- let the wood duck from his marsh in Cuba come once more ...
to say, my sense of the dramatic was aroused, and I went skip ping excitedly down the corridors of ... criticism" and to submit writing on "neat, typewritten pages." It was during this time of ... Page 99 from Issue 7 every course, even the few she found "painful." Her art and ...
how much I was thinking about Donna, and the quiet in my apartment, which I often found comforting, ... was making me feel vaguely panicky. I called a couple of former girlfriends just to have someone to ... talk to for a few minutes, but nobody was home. Then, I opened my address book and a minute later ...
