I've Rediscovered...

The Joys of Writing Fiction.

You know, the creation of allegories out of the grist of your life. Getting back at all who have slighted you like George Orwell and Dante Aligheri did, and changing the names of the innocent. Fashioning yourself into that Savior that will make Michiko Kakutani wet her pants with glee and get you on Oprah, so you can ensure that you will be banned for life (without having to do something completely Gay like jumping up and down on the couch.)

Yeah, wow, I haven't written on this thing for six weeks and see some of you still check in. Sorry, I've been busy. I thought about about the Bloggin' A Novel thing but decided I was too Old School for that.

Let the rabbits wear glasses! Can I get a Hallelujah?