I’m Waiting For The Day

Hey. Sometimes To Conclusions.

I 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.

Like Richard Price And The Late, Great Elmore Leonard, Matt Burgess Is One Of Those Cool, Quick And Funny Writers Who Can Turn A Seemingly Routine Crime Caper Into Something Special.

I'd Always Wanted To Write Books Ever Since I Was A Kid.

Nobody With An Iq Higher Than Emergency-room Temperature Could Ever Believe That 'death Panels' Would Be Appointed To Nudge The Elderly Toward Euthanasia. Yet For Idle Entertainment, It's Hard To Beat Sarah Palin's Ignorant Nattering On The Subject.