Somewhere, At Some Point, Somehow, Somebody Decided

The Amount Of Response I Get, In Both A Negative And A Positive Context, Is Completely Related To The Amount Of Books I Sell, I Think. It Seems To Have Nothing To Do With What I'm Writing, But What Degree Of Success I'm Perceived To Have.

Texting Has Become My Favorite Way To Communicate. I Feel Like Many Of My Relationships Are Based In This, Because In A Sense It Feels The Closest To Actual Conversation That Isn't The Phone.

Unless You're Shannon Hoon (of Blind Melon), Dying Is The Only Thing That Guarantees A Rock Star Will Have A Legacy That Stretches Beyond Temporary Relevance.

Coldplay Songs Deliver An Amorphous, Irrefutable Interpretation Of How Being In Love Is Supposed To Feel, And People Find Themselves Wanting That Feeling For Real. They Want Men To Adore Them Like Lloyd Dobler Would, And They Want Women To Think Like Aimee Mann, And They Expect All Their Arguments To Sound Like Sam Malone And Diane Chambers. They Think Everything Will Work Out Perfectly In The End (just Like It Did For Helen Fielding's Bridget Jones And Nick Hornby's Rob Fleming), And They Don't Stop Believing Because Journey's Steve Perry Insists We Should Never Do That.

In The Eight Years I Worked At Newspapers, Even During A Little Stretch When I Was A Film Critic, I Was Never, Ever Doing Exclusively Criticism. In The Daily Newspaper World, Much More Value Is Placed On Reporting Than On Thinking Abstractly About Art. The Eight Years I Was In Newspapers, I Was Mainly A Journalist In The Conventional Sense, And Just Doing Criticism When There Were Opportunities.