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Ok, maybe there was no rabbi. There could have been, but I’d doubt it.
One artist was my mom.
One artist was a guy I’d never heard of in my life named Derik Hobbs . . .
A brand new short story, Cast No Shadow, comes out on Friday and the usual jitters have overtaken me.
This is probably my favorite work that I’ve produced to date. I feel like it’s honest, raw, and asks some important questions. It’s undoubtedly the most gritty thing I have written, and I think the ending packs a good punch…
The following is an excerpt from an untitled, in-process work. Hope you enjoy!
Do we love the ocean so much because it’s our primordial home? It’s possible that the roots of our deepest psyche go back that deep, to the day when one of our earliest ancestors crawled out from the abyss onto dry land...
