Josh Stevenson lives in the Inland Northwest with his wife and kids and a dwindling interest in NBC sitcoms. He posts short fiction here every Monday and Friday.
For a long time I’ve wanted to be the kind of person on whom nothing was lost, because I once read something in a book on writing fiction that told me that if I wanted to be a writer, I should be the kind of person on whom nothing was lost. Even though I’m easily […]
There are sad things you can do that, as long as you do them on purpose, aren’t sad. One of the saddest things you can do is buy fast food, park your car, and then eat the fast food while listening to an improving podcast.
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