• When I was a boy, I wanted to jump from the high dive. In the summer at the public pool, I would watch the other boys and girls as they would climb the tiny ladder straight up to the platform two stories above the water [...]

  • When I was about to launch my book tour a few years a­­go, I was nervous about reading in public—I tend to mumble, and have never been a good storyteller [...]

  • Jack began to think the wound was superficial because there was no pain. Sure, there was pain when the knife went in, sharp and cold, but now there was nothing. He was numb. Sleep. That was all that was needed, [...]

  • In Center City, Philadelphia on the intersection of 15th Street and JFK Boulevard sits a sculpture that has become an iconic symbol of the city [...]

  • Obviously after this there was no going back. Your childhood was over, years of therapy ensued, and Christmas – that most beloved of holidays – would never be the same again. Or not. [...]

  • And so begins the story of Danny the Car Wiper, William Burroughs’ sad but strangely uplifting story about a junky looking to score some heroin on Christmas Day. [...]

  • Christmas Day, 1999. Twenty years ago. Was I at home in New York, a gentle snow falling outside, while inside blazed a warm fire in the fireplace, with presents under the Christmas tree […]

  • Everyone remembers how when Santa was an infant he was abandoned in the woods in a snow bank till the personification of the forest found him and gave him to a lioness [...]

  • Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year. Sure, that’s a given. People seem to enjoy the colored lights, the slowly dying tree in the living room, and the glitter. Oh, and the gifts. People seem to really like [...]

  • The bridge is tall and narrow. It is made of metal constructed in a triangular pattern with rivets visible along its span. The suspension tower rises far into the sky, and the cables that keep the road suspended are thick, [...]

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