Author Archives: Andrew Roe

Ethan, double-verbing: “He got died.”

Somewhat related to the previous post I suppose… A Guardian article, which has received some significant linkage, asks the question: Is writing for a living a joy or a chore? Here’s what Mr. John Banville had to say: “Whether we … Continue reading →

There’s a writer I know who has called it a day. He/she has decided to stop writing. This is someone who has published two books, received glowing reviews, appeared in Best American Short Stories, and last I heard had completed … Continue reading →

So… I suppose it was inevitable: I caught this nasty stomach flu bug thing that’s visited every member of my family — well, that is except the cat. He’s probably next. No one is immune. To quote Maria: “This is … Continue reading →

Me: “Ethan, did you know Henry and Celia threw up last night too?“ Ethan: “Yeah, I know.” Me: “Everyone’s sick except Daddy. You. Mommy. Henry. Celia. Everyone’s sick.” Ethan: “Daddy, if you get sick I’ll take really good care of … Continue reading →