In other news, I have discovered the joy of writing sex scenes. (Cool.) Oh, and I met Chris Baty and a few other people last night. (Well, cool, but not as cool as writing sex scenes. I mean, come on now, really.)

The only twins in my novel, thus far, aren't people. And that's all I have to say about that.

48 hours without any ink staining my hands. It's time to get back to work.

It's 3:24 in the morning. I've chatted with my wife, joked with a good friend and kidded around with myself long enough.

I can smell coffee brewing. I've got toothpicks to prop up my eyelids. Most of all, I've got everybody's favorite horse pounding around the racetrack in my head: Fear of Failure, the cussedest nag you ever laid eyes on.

Now I'm thinking that with my main character riding a bus for long periods of time, sense memories -- their recollection, their dissection, their re-animation, as if they're bullets flying around in the Zapruder film of my mind -- are going to play a part in passing his time.

Liz: In "Reservoir Dogs," ace character actor Steve Buscemi played a character named Mr. Pink. [script; 101kb]

You want, I'll bring in my copy of it in on tape. Of course, if you've already seen Ringo Lam's "City on Fire," it's going to look pretty played out. *shrug* Y.M.M.V.

Wait. I think I missed something there. Is everyone in this group an EDITOR? And why do I have to be Mr. Pink? Tyler, twins are Caroline and Adeline.