My Notebook
It is low tide as you stroll along the creek, wild geese burst into tears overhead and ancient bone dice litter the foreshore.
“You must know Aubrey Plaza!” he said one night as they sat in front of the TV. “Of course I do,” she replied. “It’s where Kennedy got shot.”
Once upon a time, a man, a woman and a cat were walking through a deep forest. All three had walked for what felt like a thousand miles and all but the smallest member of the party balanced precariously on blistered, swollen feet. Night had fallen only an hour ago
1. Today brings the excitement that the Everything Will Swallow You audiobook is finally here. I wasn't permitted the privilege of an advance listen so I'm looking forward to checking it out later today and I could not be more intrigued to find out what Justin