Katherine Van Hook : Writing

Playing Death

Playing Death

A Book by Katherine Van Hook


What would you do if you knew you were going to die?
Holden Caufield is a sorry litle b***h.

Holden Caufield is a sorry litle b***h.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


You hear all these stories about how people react when they find out they’re going to die. Their responses te..
The fortune-teller.

The fortune-teller.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


The fortune-teller waves me over without looking away from her cards. “Come, come,” she says, and the gems on her green nails catch the ..
Casper.

Casper.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


When we were younger, Talia and I used to play funeral. We’d put a white sheet on the old brown corduroy couch in the den and take t..
Jolie's a slutbucket.

Jolie's a slutbucket.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


The Science Lecture Hall is quiet, so we can think about what we’ve ..
The man on the bus.

The man on the bus.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


The first time it happens I am on the cross-town bus and it is raining, not that gentle, calming rain but the nasty,..
When the pain sets in.

When the pain sets in.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


Running begins as an accident.
Navy blue eyes.

Navy blue eyes.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


Colin
Antsy.

Antsy.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


I manage to hold it together long enough to get inside the locker room. The second Elizabeth shuts the door I impl..