An agony. The exit like the entrance - but reserved. A palindrome: gut-tug.

You emptied the top rack of the dishwasher but not the bottom, so the clean dishes have gotten all mixed up with the dirty ones - and now you want to have sex?

An author's life is different, complex, and ongoing, while a character's remains frozen in one little story.

I don't care if I'm a fish, I still want a bicycle.

I've accrued a kind of patience, I believe, loosely like change.

shopping for clothes is like masturbation - everyone does it, but it isn't very interesting and therefore should be done alone, in an embarrassed fashion, and never be the topic of party conversation.

After a childhood of hungering to be an adult, my hunger had passed. Unexpected fates had begun to catch my notice. These middle-aged women seemed very tired to me, as if hope had been wrung out of them and replaced with a deathly, walking sort of sleep.