A short story by the author of the collection “The Cult In My Garage” — Where are his eyebrows? I had prepared myself for gaunt and pale, sure. Maybe with a bandana like Campbell Scott in that 80’s movie with Julia Roberts. But, no. His face is puffy and pink, his shaved head shiny and unadorned and his eyebrows are totally AWOL. I wish I’d…

Whether it’s a blog post or a book, you can’t please every reader every time — Sometimes people feel the need to reach out and tell me how much they hate something I’ve written. A friend I haven’t seen since high school texted me right after the premiere of a new show I was writing on just to let me know it “wasn’t my best work.”…

Because when you think about it, we’re all somebody’s rando — This story is part of How to Talk to Anyone, Forge’s guide to moving past the chitchat and truly connecting. There’s something uniquely comforting about stepping into someone else’s warm home, full of familiar faces and delicious smells, and sitting down to a bountiful meal with the kind of friends…