Saturday, March 22, 2003
Rule one of reading other people's stories is that whenever you say "well that's not convincing" the author tells you that's the bit that wasn't made up.

This is because real life is under no obligation to be convincing.

I mean, I went looking for tacky caskets. The Last Supper casket didn't surprise me. Nor did the tulips.

Somehow, I don't think I could convince casual readers that I didn't make up this one....