A yellow journal appears in an oncologist's office, and suddenly nothing feels like coincidence anymore.
Margaret Thatcher whispers to her gynecologist.
William Shatner sells electric bikes.
In Strung Out on Plenitudes, Bobby Goldner spins a story where grief and absurdity run side by side, where a love story cracks open into synchronicity, hallucination, and the strange tenderness that lingers when everything falls apart. Both playful and sincere, this is a novella for anyone who's ever wondered if the universe is laughing at them, or with them.
