N. Likes

My fellow humans disappoint me. Unspeakable violence reverberates. The world is made badly.

A haiku about the moment of connection — or disconnection.

Writer’s block, terror, and the strange paralysis of not being able to write about something awesome — even when a woman’s mouth hangs in the balance.

The bartender gets a name — his choice, not mine.

There’s a not insignificant part of Donald that likes being spanked by Nancy.

A night at the bar.

“The Fifth Risk,” “Draft No. 4,” and “The Feral Detective” – three books that have engaged me over the last quiet ten days.

I don’t celebrate, but I wish you well.

Things took a weird turn tonight.