When I Was Writing Razor Girl, I

Nobody With An Iq Higher Than Emergency-room Temperature Could Ever Believe That 'death Panels' Would Be Appointed To Nudge The Elderly Toward Euthanasia. Yet For Idle Entertainment, It's Hard To Beat Sarah Palin's Ignorant Nattering On The Subject.

A Bonus, Being A Writer, Is That The True-life Source Material Is Fabulously Bizarre. There's So Much Corruption, Violence And Free-floating Depravity That The Well Never Runs Dry, Whether You're A Novelist, A Journalist, Or Both.

I Won't Be Making Any Friends In The Corporate Suites.

I Think In The Old Days, The Nexus Of Weirdness Ran Through Southern California, And To A Degree New York City. I Think It's Changed So That Every Bizarre Story In The Country Now Has A Florida Connection. I Don't Know Why, Except It Must Be Some Inversion Of Magnetic Poles Or Something.

Disney World Is An Armpit Compared To Montana.