Sending a story called “Sandwiches” to The New Yorker

I probably should have been in bed about an hour ago. I'd have read (currently Marlon James' A Brief History of Seven Killings), lulling myself ever closer to a well-deserved slumber. But of course I didn't do that. Would've been too damn responsible. Instead I sapped on scotch and tried to figure out how to submit … Continue reading Sending a story called “Sandwiches” to The New Yorker

Praise

For most of my childhood and adolescence, I attended St. John’s Lutheran church in Napa, CA. I also went to the attached school which provided me with a quality, private education, but this information doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with my point. Just some background information to indicate the level of church saturation I … Continue reading Praise

“I’m Full:” Content or Stuffed, an Episode in Eating

I'm in the middle of enjoying a roast beef sandwich, barbecue chips, a granny smith apple, a brownie, and an Arnold Palmer, and all I can think about is whether or not I should go and try to score an extra sandwich before they're put away. The convention workers, seeing that everyone had already gotten … Continue reading “I’m Full:” Content or Stuffed, an Episode in Eating