Sunday, January 22, 2006

Here is a brief list of things I saw in Boulder, CO.

jean-benet ramsey house
mork & mindy house
jesus is magic
a laboratory up on the hill
a tornado in a box
snow and snow shoes (worn and trod in)
a fucking good chocolate shake
that buddhist school founded by ginsberg and company
damnable hippies
a mess of scientists
king kong
a fat girl who held all the keys

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Hot Titular Action

Here is a list of first lines that I did not use in my book.

He hadn't had an outbreak in almost two years, and was considering dating again.

There are things about this world.

Oh shit!

His father, a minister, would never have welcomed this sort in his house.

Your overeating can be controlled.

It sucked so bad to be a thirty year old girl who had just broken up with her idiot boyfriend, and is nervouse about winning the big case, that I just
had to go shopping.

God just looking at it hurts.

From the moment he first laid eyes on her he knew he would definitely, definitely holler back.

And their parents said they'd never get
anywhere playing these video games.

I was a teenage non-partisan voter.

It doesn't end here.

It wasn't that my father never touched me, it was that he would never touch me where I explicitly told him to.

It didn't seem like a liability on paper.

Everything I know I learned from that colored fella.

It was the best of times, I mean, really, just awesome.

He surmised from the heavy taste of iron that in a couple of days she would become moody and confrontational.

Tune in next time when I give a list of last lines cut from my book. Here's a preview:


Hot dog, indeed; hot dog, indeed.