Many years ago (perhaps as many as eight) Jason Mulgrew took my advanced fiction workshop at Boston College. In fact, Jason was one of only two students ever to take my class pass/fail. If you are now thinking that Jason must have been a lazy, drunken, irresponsible dickweed, you are right. I remember he wrote this one story about a lazy, drunken irresponsible dickweed named, I think, Jake, or Jace, and then something happens to him involving getting wasted and maybe there’s a … girl involved? And something about … throwing up on her … tits? It’s all a little hazy.
An interview with Jason Mulgrew
The laziest, most worthless piece of shit you'll ever meet. Sort of.