Sometimes it doesn’t make sense. You did everything right: went to college, earned good grades, published short stories. You finished grad school with a full-length manuscript, even scored some artist residencies. Your list of professional references is growing, an excellent sign. The right people are endorsing your work. It appears

  Currently, I’m on the coast of Oregon, land of blackberries, loggers, and oysters. My cousin just graduated from high school and most of my family was drawn–by the magnetic pressure of my aunt–to her graduation party, complete with tents and two bands. I’m getting old and my brain is

What the fuck are you gonna do with your life now? Happy Graduation! Now what the hell are you going to do with your life? A few of my degenerate friends just graduated college. Here’s some advice as to how to survive in the “real world” after completing whatever useless