When I First Wanted To Be A

While I Was Writing I Assumed It Would Be Published Under A Pseudonym, And That Liberated Me: What I Wrote Was Exactly What I Wanted To Read.

I Ordered A Kindle 2 From Amazon. How Could I Not? There Were Banner Ads For It All Over The Web. Whenever I Went To The Amazon Web Site, I Was Urged To Buy One.

The Question Any Novel Is Really Trying To Answer Is, Is Life Worth Living?

In My Case, Adulthood Itself Was Not An Advance, Although It Was A Useful Waymark.

A Bee Rose Up From A Sun-filled Paper Cup, Off To Make Slum Honey From Some Diet Root Beer It Had Found Inside.