Hey all,
This is a piece that I submitted for the Austin Chronicle short story competition. You may recognize some excerpts, but here’s the whole thing. I was selected as one of the 10 finalists but in the end, the judges didn’t come through.
Thanks everyone!
The Harmonics Were Off
It was just last week that he wrote a [...]
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Canada’s history magazine is called “The Beaver.” I would hate to do google image searches for past articles.
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My brother sent me an e-mail that he was checking out at the grocery store and the clerk saw his ID and said, “Oh, are you related to Tim Sullivan!?” My brother said yes, that we were brothers. [...]
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Here’s my last week:
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged alcohol, biscuits, brother, ellen, grass, margaritas, mozzarella, sweet potato, whitney on November 23, 2009 | 1 Comment »
This weekend I spent with Mad Dog margaritas, poems about siblings, Everclear, Zombies, a fishing trip, family in town from far, families coming together, and a forced order of mozzarella sticks.
I got inspired at work today, which seems to happen often, and how often can you say that?
Now, Ellen has been in the kitchen braising [...]
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged brother, elijah, ellen, fart, heidi, pizza, taco, tradition, yoga on October 28, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I told Ellen at a taco place that she needed to chew her ice after she finished her water.
“It’s a tradition,” I said.
“You know how I feel about tradition,” she said. “You keep that shit at home,” and it was one of the more profound things I’d heard in a while.
If only…
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As I walked out [...]
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I met my brother for lunch in between his classes. We went to a bakery that made sandwiches down the street because it was cheap and he had a crush on the girl who worked there. He’d told me about her a few times and when he did, he’d say things like, “she wears charm [...]
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Posted in my life, tagged brother, mother, whitney on September 17, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I have no idea why I had to learn all the state capitals.
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My father and I went to Chipotle today . He parked the car, handed me money and said, “Get me a pork burrito.”
“Oh, I thought you were going in,” I said.
“No, just get me a pork burrito.”
“You want the meal?” I asked.
“No, but [...]
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged brother, shark on July 14, 2009 | 1 Comment »