Babette’s house was nothing unlike a museum, every wall covered with paintings and historical artifacts. The rusty rifle over her front door and mysterious military medals constantly aroused my curiosity. One day she explained several of these which related to … Continue reading
This excerpt begins in the Summer of 1999 after I have moved into my history professor’s grand house. For the first time she tells me stories from her past. Chapter 5: History I One evening we sit together around the … Continue reading
Every story has to begin somewhere and I start this one at a point just before my transition to Portland. A recent college dropout and industrial roofer, in 1998 I lived in a Seattle U-district boarding house owned by Eric … Continue reading
I recently had some of my manuscript professionally edited. The section from it reprinted below begins after I moved to Portland from Seattle in 1998 at the age of twenty-two. Relations with my room mate soured and I considered … Continue reading
The last thing the world needs is another memoir by some overeducated ‘zine writer who thinks they deserve better than a menial life of physical labor until their back gives out. The last thing the internet needs is a weblog … Continue reading