“In LA, there’s fucking fruit hanging on every street corner.”

“He’s prone to castigating the present literary generation’s hipster-laden irony”

“I haven’t been in shop class since high school...”

I said, “well, in the mid 1800s there was this BIG war…”

“Um, excuse me… but, like, would you mind going and fucking yourself?”

“I can talk to people, in like, human sentences, and not just like, throw up all over myself.”

…they seem to border more on porn than literature…

“Because the threat of violence was always nearby, I paid a lot of attention to it.”

“war was never something “left behind” in another land and in another time”

“an experience in which all phenomena and every character is questionable”

Notes on always dating the recently broken up

“tying up things that never needed tying up before”

Writer Nina Rockwell gets real about the trauma of abuse and its many colors.

"A ten year old rang me up for four Miller Lights…”

“A ten year old rang me up for four miller lites”

The possibility of a review of "good kid, m.A.A.d. city," by Kendrick Lamar.