It’s fall, and I’m six years old. That puts us at 1996. Dad’s taking us home from an away game, and I’m still in my little league uniform. Dad’s been drinking, but we’re all playing that game we play, the one with no name, where we don’t say anything when he swerves into the other lane and lazily corrects himself. It doesn’t have a name, … Continue reading Sit
It’s summer, and I’m four years old. That puts us at 1994. Mom, Dad, and I are at a waterpark that doesn’t exist anymore, and I’m running around and splashing. My nose burns from trying to inhale while underwater, and the chlorine’s effects have spread to my eyes, making everything look impressionistic. This is my earliest memory. Drew isn’t there. He’s at a friend’s, maybe, … Continue reading Float
I can now officially announce that I’m represented by Mark Gottlieb of Trident Media Group! I spent four years working hard on my novel Here’s Waldo, and all of it is starting to pay off! To all those who have read my words over the years: thank you, thank you, thank you!!! Continue reading I HAVE AN AGENT!!!