I am kidding, of course. I am more than capable of pretending to be a blogger while pretending to write a book. Far be it from me to fail at just one thing at a time. I can fail miserably at several things simultaneously. It's a gift, really. Don't misunderstand, I have the "potential" to... Continue Reading →
“Blogging is not writing. It’s just graffiti with punctuation.”
Blogging is not writing. It's just graffiti with punctuation. - from the movie Contagion Long before I started a blog I saw the movie Contagion, starring Matt Damon and that blonde girl (Iron Man's girlfriend) whose name I can never remember, and have no desire to Google. The movie was about a quick spreading and... Continue Reading →
“Strangely enough, I’m a bit of a writer myself.”
The title above is one of my favorite lines in the movie Shakespeare in Love. It's a scene where Shakespeare is chasing after Gwyneth Paltrow, (I don't remember her name in the movie) so he jumps in a small boat and the guy rowing the boat recognizes him as the great playwright. So out of... Continue Reading →