I’m writing a longish story that’s part Raymond Chandler, part Clive Barker, but not nearly as good as either. And it’s driving me nuts. The first twenty pages just appeared, poured out of me like molten gold, and it was wonderful, an experience all writers dream about, not so much writing as transcribing the words [...]
So I’m watching my country lurch mindlessly into a war that I’m told we’re definitely going to win. Not only win: we’re going to bring peace to the entire Middle East, and democracy to its oppressed peoples. Because here’s what’s going to happen: after we’ve finished bombing Baghdad back to the stone age and blasting [...]
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