When it comes to genres, the borders are increasingly undefended, and things slip back and forth across them with insouciance.

Nearly to the halfway point!

He'd been diagnosed with diabetes a few years back and shouldn't have been drinking at any time. Instead he'd become a secret drinker. It kept mom on high alert and I worried sometimes that their marriage had become the sort that Inspector Javert might have had with Jean Valjean.

"Hello child. As I have run out of compliments to pay you on your doodling, can you tell me what sort of niche you plan to carve out for yourself in the howling existential morass of uncertainty known as the future?"

"It wasn't the first time, and he wasn't the first, and it still happens. Black men go into police custody and don't come out."