Politically interested; studying rhetoric and foreign policy. Journalist. DC resident. I like live music, gallows humor, good books, and wine. I'm also a firm believer that science fiction is, indeed, very cool.
"She was wearing a sheared raccoon coat, and Lane, walking toward her quickly but with a slow face, reasoned to himself, with suppressed excitement, that he was the only one on the platform who really knew Franny’s coat. He remembered that once, in a borrowed car, after kissing Franny for a half hour or so, he had kissed her coat lapel, as though it were a perfectly desirable, organic extension of the person itself."