People are always asking me who my literary influences are, so I thought I’d write a […]
From Joe's writing

Lost in thoughts of love and longing, Shawn carried the backpack he had retrieved from Jenny’s house earlier in the evening to the closet when a strange odor wrinkled his nose. Puzzled, sniffing the air, he followed the odor to the back of the closet.

— Small Things, Chapter 24