Mickey Cray had been out of work ever since a dead iguana fell from a palm tree and hit him on the head.
Carl HiaasenI think in the old days, the nexus of weirdness ran through Southern California, and to a degree New York City. I think it's changed so that every bizarre story in the country now has a Florida connection. I don't know why, except it must be some inversion of magnetic poles or something.
Carl HiaasenWhen I'm working on a novel of my own, I try to read mostly nonfiction, although sometimes I break down and peek at something else.
Carl Hiaasen