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Something about the combination of muscular skinhead thug and delicately flavored rabbit tagliatelle in a beautiful back garden in Rome is making me ask myself that age-old question again: Am I a fag? Comments/Enlarge | See all






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Jim Shepard is the author of six novels and three collections of stories, the latest of which, the jaw-dropping Like You'd Understand, Anyway, won the Story Prize and was a National Book Award finalist. Besides writing heartbreaking, hilarious works that have been convincingly set in every conceivable milieu and told in every imaginable voice, Jim is a professor of English at Williams College....

IN CRETACEOUS SEAS

By Jim Shepard

I tend to flip from OK insomnia to bad insomnia depending on how things in my life are going, and this story came out of a stretch of insomnia as bad as I've had in a while. I'd been struggling with another story for some months by that point, and woke up one night to the certainty that I just couldn't pull the fucking thing off. There was no way I could do it. But more importantly, I was a worthless piece of shit. I understood that, lying there, with more than my usual blinding clarity. This went on for some time. My wife murmured sympathetica...