a quick note about the young man and literature...

so I just had (yet) another conversation with someone about writing and books. which is fine, because I am a published author and screenwriter, blahblahblah. heres the thing. its funny to me to have conversations with "book people". and by "book people" I mean those folks with original first editions of wuthering heights, or who have beat up copies of the entire lord of the rings trilogy that theyve read 155 times because they have a deep down need to understand bilbo baggins and blahblahblahgettheeffouttaherewiththatshite. these are the same folks I always imagine with brown courduroy blazers on and a striped winter scarf in mid june, smoking a pipe and constantly reminding everyone that they are a scholar. that is the reason I hesitate to tell people im a writer. I dont want to be mistaken for the brown cord type, nor do I want to be around/associate with the brown cord type. Id rather chew glass.
ya know, I like people that look nothing like their careers would indicate, like how guy fieri looks nothing like a chef, or antonio ballatore looks nothing like an interior designer. I look at myself as one of them. like I care more about the actual process of creating than anything else. like im not gonna sit and debate about jk rowling's mind state when she wrote something. not interested. I have an opinion, but I dont care to talk about it. it bores me... maybe its an artist thing. iown know... word to bad speech.

its back.

f--k 'em if they cant take a joke the truth,

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