about yo-yo’s and rocket ships
and French bakery croissant-air and
graffitied blue mail boxes."
"I tried to convince myself that my parasitic twin Tabitha loved kale, but it turns out she doesn’t like it either."
"Some days are shit. Some days are good. I make notes for stories but only once they’re fairly well formed in my head, and half the time I end up ignoring the notes. None of this matters. People find different ways to work. Inspiration happens but if you have to rely on it you’re probably screwed."
"Nothing is as beautiful as an operating room before a laser is about to be fired directly into your eyeball. Admire the font Mr. Zapomatic 3000 is spelled in. Treasure the light dancing off the febreeze bottles they use to cover the smell of singed eyeballs because it might be the last chance you get."