In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing.
New Selected PoemsI miss that world from the safe distance of memory.
Leave Me Alone, I'm Reading: Finding and Losing Myself in BooksWhat they never tell you about grief is that missing someone is the simple part.
Let's Take the Long Way Home: A Memoir of FriendshipWe all act crazy when we fall in love, stupid when we miss them, and insane when we lose them.
LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESSIn an English village, you turn over a stone and have no idea what will crawl out. Miss Marple
A Murder Is AnnouncedThat was our friendship: equal parts irritation and cooperation.
Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar ChildrenRight at the flamingo orgy! Left at the multiethnic roof Santas! Straight past the pissing cherubs!
Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar ChildrenComedy was one of those genres that while appearing quite jolly was actually highly dangerous.
One of Our Thursdays Is Missing