Arson, or On The Writing Process

          Where do stories come from? The usual response, at least in my experience, is everyday inspiration: encounters or observations that spark curiosity, and thus, story. Sometimes it’s an article about the latest breakthrough in food processing, or plague, or an obituary two lines long. Maybe you hear about the Mango Man, a thousand stories in…

Blind

I asked my mother once how I was made. Imagining then, that my outsides a single sheet of flesh sewn near the elbows, behind the knees in places I could not see. I did not know of science, biology, cosmetology; the anatomy of how things worked. Instead, I dreamed of great craftsmen, who with their…

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