Dispatches from the City of Angels
I'm a writer and humorist living in and writing about Los Angeles. You can catch my novel LOSING CLEMENTINE out March 6 from William Morrow. In the meantime, feel free to poke around. Over at my website you can find even more blog entries than I could fit here, as well as a few other ramblings. Enjoy and come back often.
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"Taint what a horse looks like, it’s what a horse be." - A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett
"Trying to take it easy after you've finished a manuscript is like trying to take it easy when you have a grease fire on a kitchen stove." - Jan Burke
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"How you do anything is how you do everything."
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Author of Dating Dead Men and Dating is Murder
Let me describe for you the official Dance of Joy. (I recommend doing this with the shades drawn.) First, you have to get the hips going. Shake 'em around, get 'em loose. Act like you've just dropped a ferret down your pants. Got it? Okay, fingers up in the "number one" sign and waggle them around. This should be accompanied by several whoops and hollers.
If you have a dog, this probably won't go over well with him. There may be growling. That's alright. When a best-selling author blurbs his book, he can do his own little dance, and we won't say a thing. Cats, in my experience, are generally not bothered by the Dance of Joy, although they may subsequently puke in your best shoes. But who can say really with cats if the two are related. It may just have been the shoes' time.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got some ferrets in my pants and a tingle in my toes. I just gotta dance.
Harley Jane Kozak
Author of Dating Dead Men and Dating is Murder
Let me describe for you the official Dance of Joy. (I recommend doing this with the shades drawn.) First, you have to get the hips going. Shake 'em around, get 'em loose. Act like you've just dropped a ferret down your pants. Got it? Okay, fingers up in the "number one" sign and waggle them around. This should be accompanied by several whoops and hollers.
If you have a dog, this probably won't go over well with him. There may be growling. That's alright. When a best-selling author blurbs his book, he can do his own little dance, and we won't say a thing. Cats, in my experience, are generally not bothered by the Dance of Joy, although they may subsequently puke in your best shoes. But who can say really with cats if the two are related. It may just have been the shoes' time.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got some ferrets in my pants and a tingle in my toes. I just gotta dance.
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