Forget Narrative, Backstory, Characterisation, Exposition, All Of

We Must Have A Pie. Stress Cannot Exist In The Presence Of A Pie.

As You All Know First Prize Is A Cadillac El Dorado. Anyone Wanna See Second Prize? Second Prize Is A Set Of Steak Knives. Third Prize Is You're Fired.

The Work Of The Director Is The Work Of Constructing The Shot List From The Script.

I Examined My Liberalism And Found It Like An Addiction To Roulette. Here, Though The Odds Are Plain, And The Certainty Of Loss Apparent To Anyone With A Knowledge Of Arithmetic, The Addict, Failing Time And Again, Is Convinced He Yet Is Graced With The Power To Contravene Natural Laws. The Roulette Addict, When He Invariably Comes To Grief, Does Not Examine Either The Nature Of Roulette, Or Of His Delusion, But Retires To Develop A New System, And To Scheme For More Funds.

People Ask Me, 'what Do You Do?' And I Tell Them I'm A Writer, But Always With The Silent Reservation, 'i Am, Of Course, Not Really A Writer. Hemingway Was A Writer.'