I Want To See Your Tailpipe Fading

Ranger Smiled. 'you Want Me To Be Superman? Spend The Night With Me.

Sorry About Bender," Lula Said, Letting The Trans Am Idle At The Curb. "maybe We Could Tell Vinnie He Died. We Could Say We Were All Set To Bring Bender In, And He Died. Bang. Dead As A Doorknob." "better Yet, Why Don't We Just Go Back And Kill Him," I Said. I Opened The Door To Leave, Caught My Toe In The Floor Mat, And Fell Out Of The Car, Face First. I Rolled Onto My Back And Stared Up At The Stars. "i'm Fine," I Said To Lula. "maybe I'll Sleep Here Tonight.

I Received Rejection Letters For Ten Years (one On A Napkin, Written In Crayon.) I Had All My Rejection Notices Stored In A Box. When The Box Was Finally Full I Took It To The Curb And Set It On Fire. The Next Day I Went Out And Got A Temp Job.

Make Sure Your Main Characters Are Likeable. They Can Be Flawed, But Your Readers Need To Be Able To Root For Them.

Ranger Locked Eyes With Me. "please," He Said. Tank And Hal Were Goggle-eyed. They Weren't Used To "please." I Wasn't Used To It Either. But I Liked It. Okay," I Said. "be Careful. He's Insane.