March 2012
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Arc II: Chapter I →
Morning light gleams from a gold-edged china mug, the beige dregs of coffee halfmooning in the bottom. Creighton Crossley’s craning her neck, trying to catch the eye of the waiter currently cooing over a matron with a Pomaranian coif. It’s ten AM and she’s been up since the ungodly hour of eight. She needs more caffeine, but the delicate tinkle of fork on bone china chimes her to attention. ...
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Missed connections
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Me, sans glasses, at a new Bushwick Mac ‘n’ Cheese place: I’d like a small mac with gruyere and bacon.
Counter-girl: What’s gruyere?
Me: Ah, I’ll just take a look at the menu.
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Overheard Brooklyner: We can just stop at the bodega.
Out-of-town friend: What’s a bodega?
O.B.: Oh, um, convenience store? Anyway, this one’s cheaper, but that one has...
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When you’re missing Provençal architecture in the drycleanery no man’s land between midtown and the UES, and the 6 train is not running due to “a police investigation about an injured passenger” which you can only surmise either means a stabby fight or an MTA mega-portmanteau, so you’re stompfooting down Lexington barely managing to keep from shoulderchecking the...
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Creighton Crossley Reading! →
I will be giving a reading featuring your favorite (only) lazy intellectual vampire hunter next Friday at a new art/performance space in Long Island City, Uncanny Valley. Tumblr’s very own Goldenmesh will also be there, reading (rather appropriately!) from her Uncanny Valley High series.
Friends, Romans, tumblrmen, you are all invited!
P.S. I’ve also started a new Tumblr specifically...
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