SPENT FAR TOO much of my Saturday trying to choose a perfect destination wedding spot for Gus’s first Adventure in Romance. Even though I’d been suffering from chronic writer’s block cure, I was still an expert in my field, and my list of possible settings for his introduction to meet-cutes and Happily Ever Afters was […]
To But while he’s there, he starts moving upthrough the ranks really quickly, like waaaay past the woman he went thereto save. And as he does, he starts seeing all this stuff, this proof, that theleader’s right. About everything. Eventually, the girl was going to getscared and try to back out, try to talk him
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I’D READ SOMEWHERE that it took 10,000 hours to be an expert at something. Writing was different, too vague a “something” for 10,000 hours to add up to much. Maybe 10,000 hours of lying in an empty bathtub brainstorming added up to being an expert on brainstorming in an empty bathtub. Maybe 10,000 hours of
WHEN I WOKE, I did not have a hangover, but I did have a text from Shadi, reading, He has a whole RACK of vintage luxury hats!!! And how would you know that? I texted bacI climbed off the couch and went into the kitchen. While I still hadn’t gathered enough courage to go upstairs,
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GUS SLID OUT of the booth, and I followed, gathering the donut box and mycup of sizzling shit. It had stopped raining, but now heavy fog hung inclumps. Without another word, we got into the car and drove away fromDONUTS, the word glowing teal in the rearview mirror.“It’s the happy endings,” Gus said suddenly as
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“THANK YOU SOOOO much for having us, Pete,” I said as I pulled her into a hug in the foyer. She patted my back. “Any time. Any Monday, especially! Heck, every Monday. Red, White Russians, and Blue could use fresh blood. You see how things get stale in there. Maggie likes to humor me, but
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The Book ClubWAS THERE A dignified way to happen upon your dead father’s lover? If so,I imagined it wasn’t blurting I have to pee, jerking free the bottle of wineyou’d handed your host, and running back down the hall in search of abathroom. But that was the best I could come up with.I twisted the
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The Labradors “SWEAR YOU CAN do this, January,” Anya was saying as I zoomed out of town. “If I promise Sandy a book by September first, we have got to have a book by September first.” “I’ve written books in half that time,” I shouted over the wind. “Oh, I know you have. But we’re
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The Mouth THE WORST PART of being college rivals with Gus Everett? Probably the fact that I wasn’t sure he knew we were. He was three years older, a high school dropout who’d gotten his GED after spending a few years working as a literal gravedigger. I knew all of this because every story he
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The Pete-Cute I AWOKE, HEAD THROBBING, to a text from Anya: Hey, babycakes! Wanted to make sure you got my email re: your glorious mind and the summer deadline we chatted about. That period reverberated through my skull like a death knell. I’d gotten my first true hangover when I was twenty-four, the morning after
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