Walking out of the CVS on my block, I saw a plastic bag stuck in a tree branch. I laughed to myself thinking of the bag snagger essay from Gone to NewYork: Adventures in the City by Ian Frazier, I’d read a few years ago. When the missus who was walking lockstep with me asked […]Read More in-joke.
A few years ago, while walking toward the east river park via E59th Street & Sutton Pl., resting on the periphery wall of the Sutton East Tennis Club I found a weather-beaten copy of Mystic River by Dennis Lehane, like it’d been placed there just for me. I did the most obvious thing, which was […]Read More imprint
Before I started working for the Secret Service as an image consultant I used to be a fashion blogger in New York. My blog wasn’t popular or well known. It was my side hustle. My main job was a Renters Insurance Claims Processor at the midtown firm of Smith & Tooley. The job was nothing […]Read More quick fiction ramblings # 1
Was idly typing away summation formulas into excel cells at work when a name popped into my conscious – “HOYMAR CYRUS MISTRY.” (name changed obviously) It sounded familiar but I couldn’t put a face to the name. Actually, that name did not show up just like that. Earlier in the day the new colleague Madam […]Read More speak,device memory.