‘Frostbite’ turns 20 years old: Ruminating on the way it was

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In April of 2002, Green Bean Press, a small independent publisher in New York City[1], released my first full-length book—a collection of interrelated short stories titled “Frostbite.” I can look back at “Frostbite” now, two decades later, and say, with the objectivity that age affords, that the book had no business seeing the light of day.

How to have an existential crisis like a middle-aged man with high cholesterol

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It’s the day before your birthday so stop reading the news. Stop thinking about that megalomaniac waging war in the Ukraine as soon as the pandemic started to wane. Stop obsessing about gas prices, and inflation, and your daughter’s college tuition, and the fact that being a human being of modest middle-class means these days is absolutely untenable. After all, you’re a just speck of dust in the dust-coated chaos of an eternal abyss.

My weekend with rock stars (or why my wife rolls her eyes whenever I tell her that I’m going to hang out with Rob Azevedo)

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At the end of the night, my boozy bride and I settled our tab and took an Uber home where she enjoyed her beauty sleep, and I prepared for the next day where I would be attending a Tom Waits Tribute that my good friend Rob Azevedo had organized at the same venue—a day that my wife greeted with humor and resignation and a simple phrase: “You’re going to hang out with Rob,” she said and rolled her eyes. “Oh brother.”

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