No, I don’t want to move back there, and yes, there are plenty of things that I don’t love about it. But this morning I wished that I had Hiro Nakamura’s ability to teleport, so I could spend the day walking around Santa Monica and Abbot Kinney Blvd...
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Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, where faces are made of plastic and plastic pays for faces, I worked in the movie business. Well, close enough to see the carnage, anyway. Market research companies are hired by big fancy studios and production companies to...
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This morning I was thinking about this book that I’ve been meaning to buy that I first saw last year at Wacko in Hollywood, Animus by Seonna Hong. Remembering this book led me to check out Seonna Hong’s website, which incited an overwhelming desire to...
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That’s how my brain felt when I thought about writing this morning. Stuck. But right now, I’m attacking a goal. I’ve been thinking about, talking about, planning to get back into writing for a couple of years now. It starts today. In 2003, I made some progress. I...
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