My mother, in a frenzy to get to her studio, was overheard yelling at us pestering kids, "Don't come out here, I have a gun!"       My father, when trying to get at his Underwood with our rock blaring, would yell, "Death to volume violators!"             I, on the other hand, am not quite at the point of pretending to be armed, and, I like it loud.       The image is a Letraset drawing of my kitchen cupboards.

Emily Goodden Hell Passport volume 1