Thought Catalog

New Hampshire

A 29-Year-Old’s Diary Entries From Early June, 1980

The music was strange and hypnotic, and as I listened, I looked around at Conrad, Anne, Preston, Lucille, Dan, Jane, Sandy Walker and his ever-present dog, Michael, Ellen and Elaine, and I thought: These people are all so talented and beautiful, I could be in love with all of them.

Updike for Beginners

Since the age of twelve, one of my greatest dreams in life had been to snort a line of cocaine from a beautiful woman’s inner thigh.  Meredith Simpson may not have been beautiful, but she at the very least was a woman.  The dream had everything to do with my yearning to make my life worthy of narrative.