Favorite thing I wrote, uh, yesterday:

“He was right where she had wanted him to be but like the dog that finally caught the mail truck she was scooped up into the wheel, pulverized and left in a puddle on the road.”

Yeah...this doesn't have anything to do with the quote. It's just amazing.

Favorite thing I wrote today:

“It was this second moment,  inside the new realm of possibility,  that Larry imagined it was possible that he was in a garage with two monsters that could (and wanted to) tear his limbs from his body while miraculously keeping his head alive to watch as they drank his liquefied organs in some morbid cocktail party for two.”

The special effects would suck but the cast would kick ass…

Myrna Loy as Etta Daring, all she needs are glasses.

Jean Harlow as Ella Fox. I love this picture because Ella has to wear hats to hide her hair.

Favorite thing I wrote today:

“My boobs are up to my eyeballs and I’m a fire hazard.”

-Ella Fox, TDFS

Favorite thing I wrote today:

“Dozens of scars covered his forearms, memories of the large orange cat his neighbors kept in their yard and the victim of his first kill at age seven.”

Favorite thing I wrote today:

“You have a seven grand a month hooker habit, Larry,” Etta said as she sat down at the table.

“That’s a lot of trips to the boulevard, especially for an out of work janitor,” Ella added.

Aren’t they glorious?

The note cards for all the scenes are done, I think. They are done for right now… a giant load off my broken mind. If anyone ever tells you that writing a book is easy… just sock ‘em in the face. If anyone ever tells you writing anything is easy, really, give ‘em a good fist to the ol’ face.