I’ve spent all of 2009 so far writing and refining a two-act comedy stage play about pirates who take over a Caribbean cruise ship. . . . Yes, I realized halfway through the first draft that the timing of this idea is a little off. Damned Somalis.
A baby moon — sort of like a honeymoon . . . Because, you know, our lives are supposed to end once the baby is here.
Since when has the C-section become the moral equivalent of a boob job?
The plotting of LOST looks like a train track assembled by a dyslexic meth addict.
This will prove to you that I’m not going to use this blog for ever more glamorous self-promotion.
[copied from my old Myspace blog] The book for this year’s NEA Big Read is The Maltese Falcon, written by Dashiell Hammett in the 1920s. The
[copied from my old Myspace blog] It’s a refreshing and fascinating challenge to me to change formats. I love dabbling in screenplays, for instance. Not
[copied from my old Myspace blog] Today, my local newspaper, the Staunton News Leader, ran this letter from me: Obscenity laws confusing and unfair Over
[copied from my old Myspace blog] This week marks a new era in the Warner household. I’ve quit my job as a paralegal and have
