If you were my student once, I will be your cheerleader forever.

You had me at “dysfunctional…family of folk singers.”

I hate the internet. If I hear the word demure one more time, I’m just gonna start slapping people. Innocent bystanders will be caught in the crossfire, but it’s a small price to pay for all the demurists who get that word slapped outta their mouths.

I’m seeing lots of “farewell, summer” posts, and, honestly, I’m happy for my friends and colleagues in those cooling areas of the country. Meanwhile, it’s 104 in Phoenix and we’re under another excessive heat warning. So I may hold off on the flannel just yet.

Christ. How has this become my cause? All right. Here we go again. Publishers et. al. Stop telling me there were 300+ entries. Stop telling me about the “many excellent submissions” you received. Just reject me. Don’t cushion the blow; don’t break my fall. Just say no. Deal?

Was in Boston this week, walking around with friends and checking out the sites. The best part? Randomly passing Glen Hansard who was kind enough to stop and shake my hand even after I chased him down like a lunatic fanboy yelling “Glen! Glen, your show was fantastic!”

Today, congressional Republicans invited Brett Favre to provide expert testimony on the fraudulent misuse of TANF funds. Afterwards, Republicans announced that later this week they will be hearing testimony on the structural security of henhouses from a fox.

If I told you before the 2024 season started that the Arizona Diamondbacks would (A) score the most runs in baseball and (B) commit the fewest errors in baseball, you would have penned them into the playoffs immediately, yes? Yet here we are.

Okay, AWP. It is now officially October. If I’m going to make this conference thing happen, I need to start getting ducks in a row. So what’s the word? Myself and my proposed panel—are we invited or not?

Pleased to see this panel accepted at #AWP25: Writing (and Publishing!) Short Fiction in a World Built for Novels Elegantly organized by Jeremy Broyles and including Lan Samantha Chang, Gwendolyn Paradice , Gina Chung, and me!!! 😎

I quite like when my team wins. To admit this, however, I like it almost as much when your team loses. Looking at you, Alabama. #RollDores

My new company PRISM GOLF just launched its first item on Amazon!

So very kind that a stipend is paying for all Native students wanting to participate and mailing them a free copy of the book! Can my friends help spread the word?

So my remaining options are the Guardians, the Yankees, the Mets, or the Dodgers? Hmm. No, thank you.

Thrilled to be a part of this and hoping you’ll be able to join. Let’s get together and talk about books—which is all I ever want to do anyway. instagram.com/p/DA81ePmx82H/…

Here at the #LouisvilleBookFestival, and the children on field trips have spoken. Of all the shark temporary tattoos I have left, all the great whites are long gone. Long live the king.

Christ. You’re telling me I have to choose between the Dodgers and the Yankees as World Series champs? No. A thousand times no. The season is officially over. Spring training is the next thing up.

With respect to Jon Stewart and others echoing the cry of “we have to keep fighting,” we don’t. We can be done. In fact, we should be. Turn our energy inward toward our vulnerable and our loved ones. Let this country go. Let it die. Some things are not worth saving.

“I’m thinking of…getting out of this country soon, sometime over the next couple of years. It’s cold and it’s mean-spirited and I don’t like it here anymore.” - Alan Moore, 1988’s introduction to V for Vendetta