Gonna call it Pink Freud.

http://www.policymic.com/articles/85615/when-is-it-okay-to-say-retard-check-this-chart

CUZ I’M THE WRITER MAN.

No … I am not writing a story in which canteloupe is a plot point.

F**K. I just misspelled it, didn’t I?

Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are cheap and easily accessible.

To me, this is evidence of the divine.

It’s the best stab at theology I can make.

My toes ache (right foot), my publisher just called me “gramps,” and a 20-something friend just told me he’s never seen an Indiana Jones movie.

I. Feel. OLD.

It is my considered opinion that Stanley Anne Zane Latham’s writing is simply beautiful.

Read this.

“Nolan Scares Me.”

— actual note written on Resident Assistant’s door at New Hall dormitory, Mary Washington College, circa 1994

Not bad for a horror writer!!

“The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it’s only intangibles, ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.”

– Chuck Palahniuk, Choke.

Enjoy an old family favorite by W. B. Yeats.

http://www.bartleby.com/148/3.html

Why does a search of my name on Amazon bring up 1980’s “The Incredible Hulk” Season 3?

I feel certain that is a project that I would remember being involved with …

Also, even less plausibly? “The Horse Whisperer.”