Once upon a time there was a man who spent years of his life hiding away from friends and family for fear that they might discover his secret, which was that he drank too much. It was a shameful secret, and he couldn’t bear the thought of revealing it to those he knew and loved. […]

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So. We drove to Albuquerque last week for vacation. I have to admit I found mild humor in the irony of embarking on a 700 mile road trip with the woman who’s decided she doesn’t want to be married to me anymore. (And I know that’s not entirely fair; it wasn’t her decision alone that […]

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I’ve been devouring Salman Rushdie lately. I finished Shalimar the Clown a week or so ago, and I’m sinking back into The Ground Beneath Her Feet, which I never finished the first time around. I think I came to within 100 pages of finishing last time, which is absurd! Who quits a book that close […]

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