The hostess extended her swanlike neck and opened her mouth to the fullest. Aaaahhhaaaahhhhheeeeaaaahhhh!Somewhere in the depths of the pine forest an identical sound reverberated. An echo! exclaimed...
The line, Lasko. Do you know anyone in San Francisco? Are you just gonna get off the train and take a streetcar to the swimming pool? I might. I could. You have to have a plan, Lasko. No, I don’t. Not...
The little pool was lighted now, the same glowing green-or so I imagined-as the eyes of the cats who slept in the shadows around it.
The menu at the Hug Deli included, among other items, the Warm and Fuzzy Hug, the Beverly Hills Air Kiss Hug, and the Gangsta Hug, with side orders of Pinch, Tickle, and Back Scratch. She ordered the...
The people beneath the pendulum were in their own orbits of bliss or grief, which Shawna did not want to invade. Instead she made her way upstairs, reading the inscriptions that caught her eye, moved...
The rules of a well-ordered life were never enough when other people refused to obey them.
The worst of times in San Francisco was still better than the best of times anywhere else. There
There, as usual, she found her husband asleep in the flickering light of MTV. She knelt by the sofa and laid her hand gently on his chest. Hey, she whispered. Who’s it gonna be? Me or Pat Benatar? He...
Two days after his twelfth birthday, a fortnight before his father was jailed for debt, Charles Dickens was sent to work in a blacking factory. There, in a rat-infested room by the docks, he sat for t...
Uh … you know, strict. With occasional lapses into lacto and ovo, huh? Yes. Except on weekends and nights when I’m stoned. Then I’m a steako-lacto-ovo … or maybe a porkchopo-lacto-ovo…
We have rules. Full disclosure, for one thing. And we're in bed with each other at the end of the day. Our commitment is for life, and we save our hearts for each other. That way we can have play AND...
Well … everything gets old after a while. I personally get a little sick of wrecking my liver at The Lion for the privilege of tricking with some guy whose lover is in L.A. for the weekend.
Well … not exactly together. He’d buy a sofa and I’d buy a couple of matching chairs. One has to plan on divorce at all times … still, it was a landmark of sorts. I’d never gotten to the furniture-buy...
We’re gonna be … I mean people like you and me … we’re gonna be fifty-year-old libertines in a world full of twenty-year-old Calvinists.
What about San Francisco?What about it?Did you like it?She shrugged. It was O.K.Just O.K.?She laughed. Good God!What?You're all alike here.How so? he asked.You demand adoration for the place. You're n...
Who’s Sally Bowles? asked Ben. I turned and looked at my younger, less theatrical half. She used to be married to Ansel Adams. You’re kidding? Yes, I am, I said. Jake
You cannot be loved by someone who doesn't want to know you.
You don’t have to keep up, dear. You just have to keep open.
You don’t really know for certain about a family until somebody dies. You don’t know anything until that happens. She
Footnotes to a feeling
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