The funny thing about writing is that whether you're doing well or doing it poorly, it looks the exact same. That's actually one of the main ways that writing is different from ballet dancing.

You can't dingleberry that! That's a flagrant misuse of the dingleberry!

"Please stop," I said. "You're upsetting the black Santas."

So I wasn't lying, exactly. I was just choosing among truths.

Shame about how we’re gonna die here, though. I mean, seriously. An Arab and a half-Jew enter a store in Tennessee. It’s the beginning of a joke, and the punch line is “sodomy’’.

There is always the risk: something is good and good and good and good, then all at once it gets awkward.

Light, the visible reminder of Invisible Light.