Lately, writing has taken a back-seat to other things in life. That’s the way of it. I found myself with some time today and thought, “All right, let’s get crackin’.” I wouldn’t call the writing session a complete failure because I came up with some lines that made me laugh.
- “You can’t reason with Nazis!” the boy screamed, and by God, he was right.
- He flourished, like a man named Steve flourishes in a crowd that’s dangerously low on people named Steve.
- She drowned in that crippled man’s pond. I mean, what the hell? Who drowns anymore?
- If you find a hat made of orangutan hair, keep it. Yeah, it’s illegal, but it’s worth it. You put that thing on when it’s just you and your lady, you better to hang on to something, because it will get crazy in the bedroom.
And that’s that. Maybe tomorrow will yield more substantial results. In the meantime, I’m thinking of taking one of the lines and turning into…well, something.