Please, Not Another Writer in the Family…

Ethan: “When I grow up I want to be…”

Maria: “Lawyer?”

Me: “Doctor? Professional athlete? Acclaimed Nobel Prize-winning physicist?

Ethan: “No no no. When I grow up I want to be a rhymer!”

Me: “Hmm. The pay isn’t so good for rhymers.”

Ethan. “That’s okay.”

Hmm…

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Ethan’s Nightmare

Ethan: “Daddy, can I tell you about my nightmare?”



Me: “Sure.”



Ethan: “I was asleep on my pillow and then it turned into a giraffe, a monster giraffe, and then we got up and I asked him if he wanted to play trains and he said yes and so we played train tracks and we had a very, very, very good time. And then he turned back into a pillow and slept with his mom.”

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Wallace-ize Your Sentences

How to write like David Foster Wallace.

Does it help to wear a bandana too?

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More Bath Talk

Ethan: “Daddy, why are you old?”

Me: “Well, I just am. People get old.”

Ethan: “But why?”

Me: “It just happens. Every time you have a birthday you get a little older. And hopefully a little wiser.”

Ethan: “Daddy, I’m never going to get old! I’m new!”

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It’s a Literary Trivia Showdown

Do you live in New York? Me neither.

But if you did, you could attend Monday night’s literary trivia showdown to celebrate the launch of Slice Magazine‘s fourth issue (I have a story in there somewhere).

Many fine folks will be in attendance, including Jonathan Lethem, A.J. Jacobs, Lorin Stein and Michelle Brower.

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