by Jack Christian | Jun 15, 2015
My student loan coupon book was thumbtacked just below my MFA degree. My payment had been due on the 4th, but if received by the 25th would be considered “not late.” This lenience was a small thing, one of a very few, to recommend my loan-holding company. It nearly...
by Jack Christian | Jun 10, 2015
Around Northampton I’d taken to making the Corolla skid on icy side-streets, attempting to demonstrate to Anna how to steer into the skid, attempting to make the car’s antilock braking system utter its warning noise. On un-slick roadways, there was a game of pulling...
by Jack Christian | Jun 5, 2015
Anna was fully dressed and laying on the edge of the bed with a bag of salt and vinegar potato chips within reaching distance. It was four in the afternoon. When I asked how she was doing, she said she was in a “thought coma.” She wanted me to fix it. She said, “Fix...
by Jack Christian | May 31, 2015
Next thing on our to-do list was to hire a wedding planner. So, we drove, in a spraying rain, 30 miles south to Springfield to interview a brand-new one named Rhonda. Her fledlging business was called Calligraphy and Caterpillars, her website featured a lot of pink...
by Jack Christian | May 25, 2015
My fiancée Anna wanted to know why famous men so often seem to cheat with women who look strikingly like their wives? SportsCenter was dishing updates on the ongoing saga of Minnesota Vikings quarterback Brett Favre, who probably text-messaged pics of his semi-erect...
by Clinton Peters | May 5, 2015
When I was twenty-four I met Naoyoshi-San, my new boss, and we drove up a corkscrew road through the mountains to a village called Kosuge. We reached the town hall where I had introductions, a flurry of bows from the staff and tea with the mayor. We exchanged business...
