As of today, it is six days until the official release of my chapbook, Box Cutters, from sunnyoutside press. And the chapbook contains six stories.
So, for the next six days, I’m going to post the first sentence or two of each story, one each day, as a kind of teaser for the book.
But you don’t have to wait until November 12 to order your copy. If you like something you see and want to read more, you can head over to sunnyoutside and pre-order your copy now.
Starting now:
There was that time we drove four hours in the middle of the night just to have eggs at this diner she’d read about in the Lifestyles section of someone else’s newspaper, down at the library. And the afternoon we were fake-sparring, laughing and jabbing at each other, and she clipped me on the chin by accident, and I belted her, a solid fist in her sternum, a reflex but it was on purpose, and at first she took to wailing on me, slapping and punching and kicking, but then she just sat and cried for hours, and she wouldn’t let me near her for a week, which is how long my bruises lasted.
Samuel Snoek-Brown 