

My longest sentence
For some reason I’m struggling to get some work done on my new novel and Hope Hicks resigned yesterday and Jared Kushner’s security clearance was downgraded, gosh darn… Read more »
Free range author, avid cyclist and reasonably competent flosser
For some reason I’m struggling to get some work done on my new novel and Hope Hicks resigned yesterday and Jared Kushner’s security clearance was downgraded, gosh darn… Read more »
Dear Writer or Writer Manqué: Friendly Rejections Inc. is proud to announce a brand new service for writers who are darned sick and tired of waiting weeks or… Read more »
Saint Valentine (in latin, Sellus Mondo Flowerus) is a widely publicized third-century Roman busy-body cursed by millions on February 14 and associated since the High Middle Ages (so… Read more »
Oprah would love it. She really would. She’d almost certainly recommend my crispy new novel to her 17 billion fans and maybe even slap that little round stamp… Read more »
OK, I complain a lot. I criticize. I tend to notice what’s wrong—with movies, books, ideas, with plans, structures, phones, bicycles, sentences (at least other people’s), computers, people,… Read more »
I tried to watch the second half of Grammys last week. I have a no excuse for this behavior other than the fact that I was preparing for… Read more »
I don’t suppose it’s news to anyone currently residing on Earth that there are people, hordes of the loony little buggers, who spend hours every week on Facebook…. Read more »
When a bright, inquisitive eleven-year-old looks at you in befuddlement and asks, “How is that news,” you know something is amiss. But that’s what’s been happening virtually every… Read more »
Because I’ve always been certain I would fail to follow through, and because I find the entire concept as irritating as a sandpaper codpiece (I gave mine away… Read more »
Litter airy fick shin is some of that stuff where you half to go to the dicshinery and look up stuff and stuff. Theyre’s like, no good guys… Read more »