Given the opportunity over, I wouldn’t have cleaned my room. I was asking for it, really. She called again - ‘but it’s so quiet over hear,’ ‘I’ve been waiting for you,’ and I kicked a sock in the hole. ‘That’s not very nice,’ she called. ‘I have plenty of those.’ ‘Also,’ her voice hungry, ‘you have anything to eat?’ I rather enjoyed the thought she’d left, despite my outward appearance these last few months. This was just embarrassing. I slowly moved the mountain of socks back. ‘Rick? …Rick?’
I’m part of a select few who got to read DC Pierson’s new book, The Boy Who Couldn’t Sleep And Never Had To, and compose some tunes in support of it’s release. Lots of fun stuff on the mix tape, including tracks from Melissa Lusk, mc dj, and Jason Anderson. Free download.
It’s a sad and exciting book - about the people and moments that inspire us to the first great changes in our lives, that teach us there is a world outside ourselves where just about everything is possible when you have someone awesome by your side. It’s also about how vulnerable we are when we commit to loving and trusting someone, and just how terrible it is to be hurt by your best friend. It’s also about aliens and time travel and teenage sex. There are jokes, too.
O generation of the thoroughly smug
and thoroughly uncomfortable,
I have seen fishermen picnicking in the sun,
I have seen them with untidy families,
I have seen their smiles full of teeth
and heard ungainly laughter.
And I am happier than you are,
And they were happier than I am;
And the fish swim in the lake
and do not even own clothing.