I don’t know what our fearless leader was talking about when he said we’d recovered from the depression he began, but, from a numbers standpoint, the day he stuck his head under the covers appears to have begun a domino-effect of five heads ducking under covers, all of us becoming unclear whose turn it was, […]
Tara Browne
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 17
View all NaNoWriMo entries … Sitting on the floor after Rosso left I started thinking about my life. Around me the rug was melted and burned from the fiery expression of my anger. Now, the anger was gone, Johnny was gone, and a few of the 200 animals weaved in 50 colors, including gold, that, […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 13
View all NaNoWriMo entries … Johnny Rosso’s lighter is an old school Zippo from someone’s tour in Vietnam. I noticed it one other time before, years ago when I was sitting in the back room that served as the bar’s office during one of my mom’s day shifts. I had the flu and I was […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 9
View all NaNoWriMo entries … It wasn’t a situation I would have chosen to put myself in, double-crossing Rosso and exiled to Iowa trying to work a new angle with the creepy dentist, but I have to admit that I was starting to feel a little intrigued and not too bad about the whole thing. […]
Reasons Not to Write
The first big obstacle in undertaking a project such as NaNoWriMo, or, for that matter, on any writer’s desk, is just plain fabricating words: sitting down at your desk or coffee shop of choice and NOT killing time answering emails, facebook stalking your significant other’s ex, watching funny animal videos on youtube, etc., but WRITING […]
Little Village vs. NaNoWriMo: Day 6
View all NaNoWriMo entries … “What kind of question is that?” I asked. Stan shrugged. “What? You think the kid did it? You think my girlfriend’s kid somehow gave me a heart attack? Slipped me a roofie or somethin’?” Stan leaned his head back and took his eyes off the road to give me the […]

