This is the beginning of Colin’s novel The Virtues of Destruction, now available on Amazon. * Hidden within one sharp and brooding snow-smothered afternoon, Jaime and I took turns practicing our own deaths while the other critiqued. I drew the dulled blade of my pocketknife up my wrists, the metal dark as the strangled sky, then across my neck, my thigh, my stomach, Jaime murmuring, “Don’t just slit yourself open, you have to push, you have to twist.” I held the knife...
