Dear Literary Fiction Snobs, How dare you? How fucking dare you? How dare you look down your noses at us humor writers and roll your eyes. How dare you whisper behind our backs — or say to our faces — about how our work is somehow less important than your touch-the-heart agony porn? I’m tired […]
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The Thing About (My) Depression
“When the flood water comes it ain’t gonna be clear, it’s gonna look like mud.” — The Front Bottoms, Twin Size Mattress I don’t know how it is for others. With me, it comes and goes, but when it comes, it does look like mud. Actually, it looks more like quicksand. Or rather a liquid […]