The screenplay. (PDF)
Snarky in the Suburbs
There are many, many reasons I’m glad my tour of duty as an elementary school mother is over. Sure, I enjoyed aspects of having younger children like being able to actually understand their homework. 865 more words
1 month, 2 weeks
It felt really shady at first to rewrite Pynchon; you feel like an impostor, like you’ve got dad’s car and you don’t want to fucking crash it.
1 month, 3 weeks
“Oh, You Irish! You fucking Irish. Okay. Rather than being ‘oblique’, as you say, let me be unambiguous. I have never met the man. I have never met him.
So two days ago I gave in, I’m fumbling, the story’s going great but I’ve been completely clean, no pot for a month and it’s one of those days where you see yourself folding. 463 more words
2 months, 2 weeks