There's a hint or two. Morning dehydration is usually booze. I don't see Scanlan as being at the breaking point. Just a flawed guy whose boring morning routine was disrupted and through that he views his surroundings and his relationships.
That's interesting, but it didn't cross my mind. Just a 40ish out of shape heavy drinker who can do dumb shit like pull a muscle when he's panicking his morning water is about to spill.
Such a simple story that perfectly illustrates the genius of your writing. You have a way of taking the reader into unfamiliar worlds by engaging us with detailed descriptions of familiar things, such as bumping a water glass, and your descriptions make those common events fascinating. It's like a literary version of the Stooges "Funhouse." You give us some Down in the Street before engrossing us in LA Blues.
Love this. It could be any city, but it’s not.
It could have gone a few other places too, but it didn't. I kept my own impulses in check and let the characters take it.
What a crazy way to wake up and try and gather your thoughts.
And despite the tragedy of the van, leaving us with a chuckle at the end.
I've woken up to noxious fumes. That was wild.
Life is all about perspective, isn't it?
Makes me wonder what Scanlon's into.
There's a hint or two. Morning dehydration is usually booze. I don't see Scanlan as being at the breaking point. Just a flawed guy whose boring morning routine was disrupted and through that he views his surroundings and his relationships.
With the ribs, I was thinking more along the lines of fight club.
That's interesting, but it didn't cross my mind. Just a 40ish out of shape heavy drinker who can do dumb shit like pull a muscle when he's panicking his morning water is about to spill.
FINE. AND SOMEONE NEEDS TO WRITE THE DUDE A LETTER ABOUT LITTER. EMPTY AWFUL OFFAL MORE OFTEN OR FACE THE FATE OF THE WEIGHT.
SEE IF YOU CAN TRACK DOWN THE SWEETGRIT BOOK. MY DETROIT. BY DAN GEORGAKAS..
Not adding any new books to my life until I move in a few weeks and sell a couple thousand copies of the one I wrote.
Such a simple story that perfectly illustrates the genius of your writing. You have a way of taking the reader into unfamiliar worlds by engaging us with detailed descriptions of familiar things, such as bumping a water glass, and your descriptions make those common events fascinating. It's like a literary version of the Stooges "Funhouse." You give us some Down in the Street before engrossing us in LA Blues.