If One of Us Should Die, I'll Move to Paris

Fiction. IF ONE OF US SHOULD DIE, I'LL MOVE TO PARIS is very much like Forrest Gump's box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get. The range of flavors is startling. The first three stories alone range from Redneck weddings, Korean cooking theory, Innocent porn, co-option of preachers, hair problems and overly sensitive therapists with problem roosters. From there, we move to eating disorders, Jewish jokes, Catholic problems, Chateau Belushi, drug problems, Greyhound bus rides, bombing in New Haven, screenwriting, syndication, and the place in Hell where advertising executives reside. It's a wild ride, and a richly textured one and not one of these stories can be described in a single sentence.