Let’s not talk about how I am. It’s a subject I know too much about to want to think about anymore.

Here is the piece. If you can't say fornicate can you say copulate or if not that can you say co-habit? If not that would have to say consummate I suppose. Use your own good taste and judgment.

Everyone my age had written a novel and I was still having difficulty writing a paragraph.

The parody is the last refuge of the frustrated writer. Parodies are what you write when you are associate editor of the Harvard Lampoon. The greater the work of literature, the easier the parody. The step up from writing parodies is writing on the wall above the urinal.

So this was how you died, in whispers that you did not hear.

But man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.

No one should be alone in their old age, he thought.