Why do you write such trash?

Maybe the question should have been phrased better before you sent it, but I will attempt to answer.

This question is directed towards my book, HANDYS, FLY SWATTERS, AND THE HOMELESS. Let me say this. Trash can be discarded, thrown away. I suppose the same applies to digital trash, which can be deleted or recycled.

My intent was not to write trash, but to illustrate (with words) short episodes that are a part of a large to very large story.

Yes, there are some graphic moments; but life is nothing but an endless string of these moments, which sometimes occur in both private and public environments.

Everyone is a critic, so if you find my products “trashy,” then godspeed to you in your other endeavors.

Simple answer: I write it because I can.


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