There May Be A Parallel

I'm Going To Go Home. Everything Is Going To Be Normal Again. Boring Again. Wonderful Again.

What Do I Do Now?” “i Don’t Know. Fade Away, Perhaps. Or Find Another Role.

Look. I Brought You Here To Give You A Choice-" "you Didn't Bring Us Here," Said Nick. "you're Here," Said Bod. "i Wanted You Here. I Came Here. You Followed Me. Same Thing.

For Me, Closing Libraries Is The Equivalent Of Eating Your Seed Corn To Save A Little Money.

None Of Us Know Where Our Stories Come From. That's Why Writers Make Fun Of People Who Ask Us Where We Get Our Ideas... Because We Don't Know.