And now the Squishy Audiobook!

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 31, 2011

The good folk at Iambik have released the audio book version of Squishy. I’m thrilled, of course, and hope you purchase it for your audio pleasure. Some people are asking why I didn’t narrate the book myself. There are a few reasons but mostly the thing would have become a mumblefest. I’m a mumbler. Or, […]

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T 4243

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

She caught me staring at her camel toe. I pretended to chew my nails. She looked me up and down and walked away. And I called her a bad name.

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T 4242

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

I held her and she said, Your friend is cute. I left and went home and ate cold pizza and seethed privately but my friend is cute. It’s true.

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T 4241

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

And then he turned over and said, I want a happy ending, and she picked up a knife and said, For you or for me? and then he turned back over.

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T 4240

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

The gangster leaned over her and smiled a victory smile. Even the Queen of England farts, he sneered. And then she farted. And he liked that.

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T 4239

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

He could not understand how they made money. And he would never understand it. That’s why he tried to invent a rocket. But it became a bomb.

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T 4238

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

Over the weeks his agitation grew and grew until he was no longer capable of civility. What’s the deal with figs? he’d yell, ignored by all.

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T 4237

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

They are both sated, completely, but it’s never enough, and so when they spot the chocolate cake, they both lunge. They don’t want to share.

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T 4236

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

She woke up and her bed was warm but not of her heat, of something external, or someone, and she opened the window and made love to the sun.

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T 4235

By Arjun Basu | Published: August 24, 2011

This love is like snow: cold and miserable. He eats with his mouth open. She farts sulphur. And then the spring, and what he does to the rug.

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