My favorite short story of mine is a remembrance of our basement in Rockville, Maryland. My father would bring us empty little liquor bottles from his business trip flights, which we would fill with tea. Then we would play dysfunctional family, and my other brother would gobble down the liquor, fake-beat his wife (my sister), and me (his son), while my little sister would look on and ask, "Why can't we play regular house?"
Eventually, this tableau became the basis of the best haunted house West Ritchie Parkway had ever seen. Oddly, I can't remember if we used ghosts.
I will so happily send you a copy of the book but i do understand that your to-read list is already overwhelming, between the books in translation (and I just suggested another one for you), and the constant requests you must get for blurbs, not to mention feeding the maw of social media and writing (and parenting, duh). So if you pass, I totally get it-seriously, I will remain your #1fan. But if your shelves can fit one more, send whatever address to markolmsted@gmail.com. You will definitely not roll your eyes and think, "this is so bad" I promise you. (Michael Crouch can attest.)
My favorite short story of mine is a remembrance of our basement in Rockville, Maryland. My father would bring us empty little liquor bottles from his business trip flights, which we would fill with tea. Then we would play dysfunctional family, and my other brother would gobble down the liquor, fake-beat his wife (my sister), and me (his son), while my little sister would look on and ask, "Why can't we play regular house?"
Eventually, this tableau became the basis of the best haunted house West Ritchie Parkway had ever seen. Oddly, I can't remember if we used ghosts.
This is amazing!!!
I will so happily send you a copy of the book but i do understand that your to-read list is already overwhelming, between the books in translation (and I just suggested another one for you), and the constant requests you must get for blurbs, not to mention feeding the maw of social media and writing (and parenting, duh). So if you pass, I totally get it-seriously, I will remain your #1fan. But if your shelves can fit one more, send whatever address to markolmsted@gmail.com. You will definitely not roll your eyes and think, "this is so bad" I promise you. (Michael Crouch can attest.)