The Paradox of Choice

Some good laughs throughout to lubricate the mind while provoking thought.

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Dear Mom and Dad,

I had imagined writing something like this by hand or on the typewriter and sending it to you as an old-fashioned letter, folded like a bookmark in a bound copy of the galleys, and maybe I still will, but as I was washing the dishes the other night it occurred to me that…

Ted Thompson: Where Fiction Comes From (An Open Letter to My Parents)

thompsonted:

This week I turned in the final draft of my book to my publisher. If you know me, or have happened to run into me at CVS on a Tuesday evening with a distant and vaguely stern look on my face, you know that this has been a long time coming. While I generally try to avoid…

Ted Thompson: The Evolution of a First Novel