Dispatches from the City of Angels
I'm a writer and humorist living in and writing about Los Angeles. You can catch my novel LOSING CLEMENTINE out March 6 from William Morrow. In the meantime, feel free to poke around. Over at my website you can find even more blog entries than I could fit here, as well as a few other ramblings. Enjoy and come back often.
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Favorite Quotes:
"Taint what a horse looks like, it’s what a horse be." - A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett
"Trying to take it easy after you've finished a manuscript is like trying to take it easy when you have a grease fire on a kitchen stove." - Jan Burke
"Put on your big girl panties, and deal with it." - Mom
"How you do anything is how you do everything."
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Nobody e-mail me. Seriously. No, really. Don't. I beg of you.
With my recent family emergency, my inbox did not get the usual care and feeding. If it was a house plant, it would've died. Hell, if it was a small child, it would've died. If you could not answer "yes" to both of the following questions:
1) Are you related to me?
2) Are you, at this moment, on fire?
Chances are, I didn't write you back. Until today. Today, I wrote you back. Dozens of you. I wrote you about workshops and conferences and treasurer's reports and *board meetings. Please don't reply. Even if I asked you a question, don't reply. My inbox is, at this very moment, sparkling...ARGH! Someone just e-mailed me.
Oh, God. I read it. It involves work. And a reply.
Someone save me.
*Nobody told me being a writer was going to involve board meetings. I was just in it for the chicks.
With my recent family emergency, my inbox did not get the usual care and feeding. If it was a house plant, it would've died. Hell, if it was a small child, it would've died. If you could not answer "yes" to both of the following questions:
1) Are you related to me?
2) Are you, at this moment, on fire?
Chances are, I didn't write you back. Until today. Today, I wrote you back. Dozens of you. I wrote you about workshops and conferences and treasurer's reports and *board meetings. Please don't reply. Even if I asked you a question, don't reply. My inbox is, at this very moment, sparkling...ARGH! Someone just e-mailed me.
Oh, God. I read it. It involves work. And a reply.
Someone save me.
*Nobody told me being a writer was going to involve board meetings. I was just in it for the chicks.
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