I Wrote a “Road Trip” Story.

by the Pirate on February 28, 2006

It starts on the East Coast, and ends on the West Coast. It’s long and boring. It was rejected twice before I figured out that I should be submitting pieces I actually like to literary journals, so when the rejection slips come I can snap my fingers and condemn their shitty taste and inability to see my sheer fucking poetry-in-prose for what it is.

Turns out the way to write about a road trip is under stress and on the fly.

If today’s the last day for a while, Harrell, you’d better make it good.

UPDATE: “You didn’t tell me you were going to kill it!”

Silly me, thinking The Shape of Days would stay on the web, and simply not be updated. Oh, well. If you didn’t read my link this morning, you’re SOL. We can only hope you-know-who resurfaces someday, with more verbal crack.

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