Talking things out with a certain someone

I come home after a long and shitty day at the office and am about to plunge down headfirst into the sofa, when I notice two glasses of bourbon on ice resting on the coffee table. ‘Sit down Henry, we need to talk.’ ‘Well, since you’ve made me my favorite drink, I’ll...

In response to a letter from a fan

 About a week ago, I received a letter from a fan. It said, “Henry, how did you know that you were supposed to be a writer?” That wasn’t the first time someone had asked me that question. In fact, it’s the second most common question people ask me ­­– The most common...

Something I’ve noticed about myself

I started to write… about something I’ve noticed about myself: I can’t stand being bored. I mean, literally, boredom has become something entirely insufferable to me… I don’t know how and when this became the case. In school, I often loved to be bored. To draw in my...