Our family ran away to last century ... come along for the ride for a few minutes.
- Just finished my first story for @PopMech. Feeling fairly butch., Jul 11
- One of the most surprisingly enjoyable interviews I've read in a while. http://t.co/jCgPjD3f0Q @Esquiremag, Jul 11
- RT @parisreview: “We writers shouldn’t tell anyone. We should conduct our profession in private, in secret.” —Imre Kertész http://t.co/8ei4UIr6AC, Jul 11
- Is it weird that when I've finished a book and the characters are gone, I miss them? #binders #binderwriters, Jul 11
- If you were with us, @JenniFoodM , you would see me quintuple-fisting it. (Truth: They are way tiny.) http://t.co/FSt2uyfLIG, Jul 2
- No upcoming events
The Running Away to Home Soundtrack (a.k.a. What Was Usually Playing in the Peug)
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From Running Away to Home:
“The kids loved the škola. God knows why. It was relatively barren, save for the decrepit Communist-era playground, of which they particularly liked the genital-squashing teeter-totter. Being able to climb trees was a revelation, too. They'd hogged most of the cherries, like good little Americans, and were moving on lately to apples, which weren't even close to ripe, but assisted their digestive tracts with all the mortadella and cheese we fed them. It probably seemed like a major adventure, being perched in the crotch of a tree, foraging for food. For my kids' generation, tree climbing was a lost art.