Follow the Lighted Promenade

It's Friday, and I'm feeling expansive... Though I have wanderlust so badly that it makes me feel achey. Big things are here, and breathing, waiting. Two years ago today: In Mandeville, Louisiana, I wrote in a ghostly motel room..."A Slow Gin Fizz" is still one of my favorite stories. Read this -----> Article!

Do yourself a favor. Rent Idiocracy - the Mike Judge film. It's stupid, witty, and hilarious, and blazingly satirical. Peace.

Preach it, brotherman: "On writing, William Faulkner remarked, 'Let the writer take up surgery or bricklaying if he is interested in technique. There is no mechanical way to get the writing done, no shortcut. The young writer would be a fool to follow a theory. Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error. The good artist believes that nobody is good enough to give him advice. He has supreme vanity. No matter how much he admires the old writer, he wants to beat him,' in an interview with The Paris Review in 1956."