Jonathan Carroll

From a friend in Poland who can’t vouch for the story, but it’s great anyway:

Many years ago I met a famous comedian who liked the humor in my books. They asked if I had ever considered writing for a comedian. I said…

Someone told me a story they’d heard from someone else, so who knows if it is true. But the idea of it keeps rolling around in my mind…

On the subway there’s a couple that won’t stop kissing. They’re standing by the door, dining on each other. Kiss/smile/ kiss/ smile — it’s…

Once upon a time, my young son and I were contentedly chewing pieces of bubblegum. Without thinking, I blew a big bubble. He looked at me…

Her girlfriend ask why she broke up with him.

Sometimes unread books on a shelf are as good as a diary entry to jog the memory. You look at the spine of a novel you bought twenty years…

The beautiful woman running to catch the bus. She looks wonderful — chic clothes flying, her hair all over the place, a kid’s smile on her…

Carefully watch the look on peoples’ faces one moment after they say goodbye to each other. That first look “alone” tells you a lot about…