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Mood Swings Mood Swings by Frankie Barnet
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“How could he never get rid of his feelings? Even when he said them out loud they stayed there, taunting him like skin tags. He was always reminded of something or other, which in turn reminded and reminded: ketchup and trees, chicken feet, running, even bowling, some TV show where the actress lost her teeth and sooner or later there he is back in his childhood body, listening to sounds through the wall when his mother was with the super, sounds that could have been anything but he knew exactly what they were. What was the point of anything if he can still remember it like yesterday.”
― Frankie Barnet, Mood Swings
“No, she would never have fucked Mr. Burns, not even on a dare.”
― Frankie Barnet, Mood Swings: A Novel
“she had been afraid for so long she wasn’t sure what was underneath. The U.S. government and Central Intelligence Agency, men, getting a job, never getting a job, Mom dying, dying before Mom (having to watch her face while I do it, having her make it all about her), food shortages, income inequality, getting fat, the internet, French people.”
― Frankie Barnet, Mood Swings: A Novel
“Everyone was addicted to saying you went into a cocoon to grow wings and emerge as a beautiful miracle. But what no one ever mentioned was how the caterpillar’s body actually broke down inside the cocoon, turning to mush before its reconstruction. Sometimes the hardest part about your twenties was knowing what stage you were in: if you had been mush, were currently mushing down, or had mush yet ahead of you.”
― Frankie Barnet, Mood Swings: A Novel
“All her thoughts, feelings, and memories in the air mixed with all the thoughts, feelings, and memories of everyone else whose bones and brains had decayed, and maybe in some ways that was the weather. Everyone all together across the world, their happiness and disappointments jumbled together so that for their children the air became so thick it was difficult to breathe.”
― Frankie Barnet, Mood Swings: A Novel