the ghostwriter (chapter 12, part 1)

(photo by autumn_leaf on Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/_autumn_leaf/) Drew’s life has become hyperbolic and the fact that it all seems somewhat implausible nags her—at a red light, or when the music pauses between songs, in the stillness of dawn before her apartment

the chorus speaks (chapter 10)

(photo by fotorosso on flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/fotorosso/) A week later, Drew is in the shower in her apartment when the phone rings.   She stands in front of the mirror dripping on the floor as she listens to the voicemail message: Hello,

adaptations (chapter 6)

(photo by johnwilliamsphd on flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/johnwilliamsphd/) Last night Wayne did his customary circuit of the clubs and didn’t find his way back to his own apartment until 4:23 am. He would still be asleep if Mrs. Espinoza hadn’t come at

complicated women (chapter 5)

http://www.flickr.com/photos/lucy-locket/1557587455/in/faves-9231195@N08/ (photo by lucyshena on flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/lucy-locket/)  On her way down the hallway toward her apartment she knocks on Wayne’s door. He pokes his head out as she is turning her key. “Hey! How’d it go?” “You’ll never look at me