Andrew Roe

A little technology is a dangerous thing.

See what I mean?

The ratio of recent postings definitely favors the familial over the
literary — not surprising, given that I have an energetic, challenging and scary-smart three-and-a-half-year-old son and ten-month-old twins.

But today there’s some writing news to report: I have a new story up at Freight Stories. It’s called “Why We Came to Target at 9:58 on a Monday Night.” Might be my longest title ever. And certainly the first to feature a corporate tie-in.

This is the fourth issue of Freight Stories, and editors Andrew Scott and Victoria Barrett have put together another superb collection of short fiction. I’m very happy to be a part of the issue.

Also got word today that the upcoming issue of Slice Magazine that will feature my short story “My Status” will also include an interview with Paul Auster. That made my day/week/month/year.

“Oh no! My basketball hoop got rain-ed on!”

“That’s okay, Ethan. It’s plastic. It won’t rust.”

“Grapes don’t rust.”

“That’s true.”

“Faces don’t rust.”

“That’s true too.”

Yesterday morning, on the drive to school, listening to Devo’s “Uncontrollable Urges”…

Ethan: “I think they’re singing about puppets.”

One of Ethan’s Christmas presents included a set of pretend play
food — everything from plastic ears of corn to grapes to French fries to a box of Hamburger Helper. And olive oil.

This morning we were playing:

“Daddy, I picked this apple from the apple tree.”

“Oh, thank you. It’s delicious.”

“And I picked this doughnut from the doughnut tree.”