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An interview with the author of Squeeze my nose for a good time
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I am not, but only because I am not, nor have I ever been, a clown.
The feeling that there’s something wrong with you and people keep staring i.e. bad hair day, giant pimple, fly undone, etc.
The sense of dread that you have to battle through until you’re a bit delirious at the end of it all
The desire to be part of a “cool” group or club, but you end up having to change yourself in a way you don’t like to achieve that
I definitely think the second theme does.
I wrote this for a writing workshop and the prompt was “haunted object.” I was also really depressed while drafting and when that happens, I feel like there’s a pit of numb despair in my body swirling away any joy I could possible have. When that happens, there is nothing to do but keep moving, and I think battling through the dread to get to the point of delirium is sometimes when we can heal. The point where the lines between reality and fiction begin to blur allow us to exist outside of ourselves.
I think it’s temporary. It’s something that happened to her in the moment, but I think if she ever needed to be a depressed clown again, she could. She finds catharsis in the absurdity, especially because she feels like she doesn’t have much meaning in her life, so being the depressed clown finally gives her a role.
A little confused but also free.
I do! I really like bumper stickers. My favorite one (although it is now so faded it is hard to read) says “I’d rather be trick or treating.” I have a couple others related to horror movies, one urging folks to read banned books, and then one for Phantom Basketball Club.
Fun fact - this story is actually based on a real bumper sticker I found in the dirt beyond my parking lot (where things do come up from the ground). It said “Honk if you’re a dramatic clown!” I took a picture of it (attached) and left it. I went back for it an hour or so later because I regretted not putting it on my car and it was gone!
I don’t think so! I’m always afraid the person will think I’m upset with them.
I really love Emma E. Murray’s work (I had the pleasure of interviewing her for Write or Die Magazine). She has a story called “Mother of Machines” about a teenage girl who falls in love with an industrial lathe. It’s a beautiful, haunting, and violent story. The story is in her recent short story collection The Drowning Machine and Other Obsessions.
I’m always in the middle of several books, but here are the highlights…
I knit, crochet, and sew, and have been really getting into the history of textiles and clothing recently. I just finished Women’s Work: The First 20,000 Years by Elizabeth Wayland Barber and have just started Worn: A People’s History of Clothing by Sofi Thanhauser.
I’ve also been diving into Creature Publishing’s catalogue. I’m in the middle of Root Rot by Saskia Nislow right now and am loving it.
I am a zine fanatic and recently released a second volume of Death Wish. The zine is about Sylvia Plath, mushrooms, suicidal ideation, and making sense of clinical depression. It’s one of the darkest things I’ve ever written and came out of the same depressive episode as “Squeeze My Nose for a Good Time.”
Weekly-ish, I release a Substack called Running on Sentences. It’s about running, but it’s also just about being a human and understanding what that means. I started the project when training for my first marathon and have just kept it going in the time sense since then.