My Life on Rye
Commissioned by At Large magazine | Told in weekly serialization
In the wake of his failed marriage, a former artist / rising executive haphazardly pursues forgotten passions, unexpected alliances, and bottle after bottle. Even as the costs-benefits of numbing himself come into startling focus, he feels alive for the first time in years — navigating a mad dance that leads him from the financial depths of Manhattan to the lilting lights of a foreign city.
Episode 18: Bulmers Cider
I’m horizontal on the living room floor, Spud by my side. The minutes lift into hours as the liquor leaves my system. A car idles outside, blaring radio. A parade overtakes my ceiling — crip-walking giraffes and twerking rhinoceri.
Episode 17: Booker’s
Money and power are not things to which I aspire.
Episode 16: Natural Light, Part 3
She was a girl who never stopped half-dancing, and her red triangle tongue flicked into view in slow sweeping motions.
Episode 15: Natural Light, Part 2
The doorknob to my dorm room had a sock on it. A white gym sock on a steady slog toward grey.
Episode 14: Natural Light, Part 1
There was a time when I thought the world was split into two groups of people. Those who cheat, and those who don’t.
Episode 13: Basil Hayden’s II
Vets are roughly six times more likely to off themselves than the general population. That’s right. Six.
Episode 12: Laphroaig, Part 2
Twenty minutes later, I take my first sip. Nail polish and citrus. Wonderful indeed.
Episode 11: Laphroaig, Part 1
In life and sex, compassion goes a far way.
Episode 10: Jameson
“Not going to lie, Champion. This role involves late nights, drinking, and women. You’d travel the world, earn a crack salary. Game changer, pure and simple. Question is, are you a feller who would fuck it up?”
Episode 9: Calvados, Part 2
Her left hand emerges at last to cover her face, wedding band missing.
Episode 8: Calvados, Part 1
Her voicemail lasts eight seconds. “It’s me. I heard you stopped by, and…” There’s a silence, then, “We should talk. Call me.” I play it twice before calling back. As it rings, I try to subdue my hair in the mirror. Given recent weeks, I have a full revolt on my hands.
Episode 7: Peach Schnapps, Part 2
Everything in town was walking distance and within minutes we reached her off-campus apartment – a large room above someone’s garage. Kitty had decorated every inch of the place with tapestries and lamps and strange thrift store furniture. It was like stepping into a Moroccan blanket fort.
Episode 6: Peach Schnapps, Part 1
It was freshman year. I harbored plans of becoming a vet. And my assignment one Wednesday was drawing blood from a white Himalayan.
Episode 5: Jack Daniel’s
Guitar flaccid between my legs, I watch a kid half my age own the stage at this open mic. He plays mandolin. He’s able to last full verses without taking a breath. He finishes up with his third homespun masterpiece in a row.
Episode 4: Beefeater
The news spreads like a punchline through the office. Morris Stump, deputy head of Client Relations and all-around vanilla-flavored human being, was struck and killed by an amphibious tour vehicle while traveling on business in Dublin. “Right,” goes the joke, “If anyone was going look the wrong way stepping off a curb.”
Episode 3: Baileys
Spud yips and twitches in his sleep, chasing rabbits. I watch the digital numbers as Friday succumbs to Saturday.
Episode 2: Interboro Negative Space
The work day starts with stalking my wife on social media. Online, we are still together. A framed picture of our wedding sits atop my desk, monochrome and timeless.
Episode 1: Basil Hayden’s
I swore I would never be a man who looks for meaning in a bottle.
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