2014 – August 31 – Gingerhead Man

On the 31st, we’re reading “Gingerhead Man” by h.l. nelson.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  ”You wanna know how I live?“[/cryout-pullquote]

Dear Diary,

I may have really fucked up this time. I just got back from a night at the karaoke bar … and somewhere else afterward. I’m in my art room, not wanting to get into bed. What the hell am I thinking?

Joan Colderman has been through a lot this year. What began as simple class resentment with a comic twist progressed last month through a stage of open rebellion (also quite funny, but with a tinge of dangerous risk), and now threatens to evolve Continue reading

2014 – August 30 – Eli Dangott

On the 30th day, we’re reading “Eli Dangott” by Joanne Jagoda.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  “Which side are YOU on anyway???“[/cryout-pullquote]

“Liat, are you there? Ma nishma?”

“I’m good. We are about ten minutes from you sitting in a Starbucks on Judah St. How’s it going Eli? Still up on the pole?”

“Liat, you sound just like an American teenager.”

“I’ve been studying Cassie’s voice, and you know I’m good with accents.”

Last month left us wondering whether both Anne and David might be in danger. We knew David was part of a conspiracy to kidnap one of Anne’s daughters and that it’s related to Continue reading

2014 – August 29 – Trypophobia

It’s the 29th day, and we’re reading “Trypophobia” by Vanessa Wiebler Paris.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  “Squeeze out your crud.“[/cryout-pullquote]

Every day I go to work and leave Iris behind. Home , alone.

What I know about Iris: She’s fascinated by bones. Broken bones. My bones.

What I know about Iris: Like her floral namesake, she is beautiful and bewitching.

What I know about Iris: She is the first woman who has kissed me. Who has said she loves me.

What I know: She loves her art more than she’ll ever love me. Or herself.

Last month left Slim Jim in a precarious position. He’d Continue reading

2014 – August 28 – Kununurra

On the 28th day we’re reading “Kununurra” by Kimberlee Smith.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  “The road, the road, where will it take thee.“[/cryout-pullquote]

She’s been on the road for a month, my mum Maybell, on a trip that wouldn’t take anyone else in the world more than a fortnight, and that’d be with plenty of stops along the way. She’s traveling from our home in Sydney to the outskirts of Kununurra in the Kimberley region, where, she’s been told by members of her old congregation after belabored inquiries, that Brother Tom Bend set his sights on finding a particularly sinful and barbaric aboriginal tribe he believes he can Continue reading

2014 – August 27 – Samford, a Motel 6 Couch, and the Blonde Woman

It’s the 27th and time for “Samford, a Motel 6 Couch, and the Blonde Woman” by Nathaniel Tower.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  “Are they swimmers?“[/cryout-pullquote]

Samford is feeling rather horny, which is a good thing because he has found himself on top of a blonde -haired woman on a couch in the lobby of a Motel 6. There is no one behind the desk, and the blonde has her hands down his pants. It’s the first time he’s been with a blonde woman. At least he thinks it is.

The Samford series is an enigma all right. We have your clones, your sexy women clones, your Olympic clones, Continue reading

2014 – August 26 – Q

On the 26th day we’re reading “Q” by Gary Percesepe.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  “Where O where is my little girl,Q, O where, O where can she be?“[/cryout-pullquote]

How did I meet her?

We were both members of an online community, where writers from around the world would post their stories, poems, and essays , and comment on the writing of others. I cannot remember if she commented on my work first, or if I commented on hers. But I do remember reading one of her stories, which was an alphabet of desire. She wrote as someone who knew about the messiness of human relationships, and sex – Continue reading

2014 – August 25 – Morgana Malone and the Mystery of the Family Trust

It’s the 25th and we’re reading “Morgana Malone and the Mystery of the Family Trust” by Matt Potter.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  “A Susan by any other name is still A Susan.“[/cryout-pullquote]

“Don’t look at them!” Jane says, tucking them under her chair.

I lean sideways in my seat and peer at her feet.

“Don’t look at them, I said! I don’t even know if I can stock them.” Jane opens her folder on the table – “papyrus,” she notes, “imported from the Maldives,” – and taking out a business card, hands it to me.

NOT made in China, I read.

We’ve been through crazy and not-quite-so-crazy with Continue reading

2014 – August 24 – Working on My Jokes

On the 24th we’re reading “Working on My Jokes” by Teresa Burns Gunther.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Ramey Ramble: “Better put him on speed dial.”[/cryout-pullquote]

The orange sun lingers on Malibu’s horizon. Susie’s skin is tight from sun and sand; her eyes burn with saltwater tears. She hugs her knees, knocks her forehead against them, fool, fool. She sits up, dries her eyes and reminds herself that heartbreak is good for artistic development.

Last month we met Rachel’s oppo-cousin, Susie and the two of them double-dated. To everyone’s surprise (shock might be a better word) Rachel hit it off with Kevin, a 6’3 stud from Indiana. It did not escape Rachel’s Continue reading

2014 – August 23 – Time in the Well

It’s the 23rd, and time for “Time in the Well” by Darryl Price.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  “We will always love you.“[/cryout-pullquote]

Well it’s no use. I belong behind bars. Not real bars , but bars that are walls, walls that are made out of row after row of huge, hulking trees. I want to come home to you, Doc. This real world stuff is not for me. I know you thought I could do it, but I’m just not made for the everyday living stuff. It scares me.

Put me in a circle any time.

In this series, we have watched a man broken by lost love Continue reading

2014 – August 22 – Ned Makes Friends

It’s the 22nd, time to read “Ned Makes Friends” by Margaret Bingel.

[cryout-pullquote align=”left|center|right” textalign=”left|center|right” width=”33%”]The Tepper twist:  “ Is Ned moving too fast?“[/cryout-pullquote]

Nadia slows to a stop. The smells outside make her nose wiggle, and she can smell the stink of other dogs nearby. She squats down next to a bush and urinates. An unsuspecting squirrel on the ground is almost hit by the hot stream of piss, and it runs away, chittering insults.

Ned tugs on her leash one more time to get her moving, her legs sluggish from the heat. He doesn’t want Nadia to get too fat at home, and besides, the walks in the park are Continue reading