I’m tired all the time and I snore like a grizzly bear and I get a lot of headaches, so my doctor thinks I might have a condition called sleep apnea. It’s a “condition” because it’s not going to kill me. If you think about it, there’s sort of a ...

Here's an interview I did with Clay from DadLabs in Atlanta last week. I never realized my nose is THAT big. Also in the clip are a couple of extraordinarily cool dudes I met: Ron Mattocks from Clark Kent's Lunchbox and John Cave Osborne from And Triplets Make Six.

I can’t sleep on airplanes. There is nothing restful to me about wedging my six-foot-three frame into a seat designed for someone four feet tall, particularly when the oblivious traveler in the seat in front of mine decides to recline halfway into my lap. And besides, if I did fall ...

If you ever cry on television, I hope it sounds like this. (From "Intervention" on A&E)

I generally have noise in my car on the way home from work. A baseball game or some music usually, and sometimes the all-news radio station if a big story in the world piques my interest. On occasion I’ve even listened to classical music, particularly if I’m stressed. But yesterday ...

My absence in this space for the past little while can be directly attributed to my own analysis paralysis. As I wrote before, I’ve committed to writing fiction, but I’ve been so overwhelmed by it that I’ve barely even started. Yesterday I was chatting with my agent, trying once again ...

I have tons of books on how to write fiction. Books about dialogue and plot and characterization. I have novels in my bookcase with little yellow sticky notes stuck to pages I liked. There are paragraphs bracketed in red ink, some with stars next to them, some with little words ...

Hi. I'm wearing Oakley Split Jackets with no lenses and listening to phat rhymes. Thought you should know.

“Hi, daddy,” she says sweetly. I look up from my book and see a form that sounds and smells like my seven-year-old daughter. But something is off. Something has happened to her face. She looks…undead. “Hi, kid,” I say back, smiling through my terror so as not to scare the ...

Many years ago I worked for an agency that marketed itself to real estate agents, and the sales strategy this agency employed was ostensibly this: get the agents to believe that they’ll suck if they don’t buy our advertising. As employees, a pre-requisite for attending one of our sales seminars ...