I Found the Time to Write Somewhere Between My Anus and Margaritaville

People often ask me, “Where do you find the time to write?” And the answer is, I got lost once trying to find my anus, stumbled into Margaritaville (where Jimmy Buffet is always playing) and I found a pen. That is where the journey began. In the place between my anus and Margaritaville, time stops, responsibilities fade away, and all you need to provide is a word count. It’s beautifully, really. The stories don’t have to have a point, they don’t need to dazzle, all they need is a readable font. Some people are not interested in this kind of writing. Some readers do not enjoy A & M’s rituals, such as, “thought vomit”. Well, I suppose there are vegetarians that won’t…