Kevin Thurman's Blog, page 12
December 6, 2012
November 30, 2012
Yeah, this is cheesy. But even if you could take the...
Yeah, this is cheesy. But even if you could take the world’s most powerful microscope, you still couldn’t find the fucks I give that it is cheesy.
The Novel is called The Marked Up City and it will not be subjected to a gauntlet of editing. I wish it the best of luck as I begin to rip its guts out and replace them with better parts.
The job of a writer is to be a mad scientist that likes killing things, tearing them apart, then mending it back together with other borrowed things.
November 7, 2012
This song just feels apropriate after the great wins yesterday. ...
This song just feels apropriate after the great wins yesterday. We don’t give a fuck about your shoes, money, or hair pieces. You ask for revolution, we give you one.
October 23, 2012
"He fancies himself a true thespian. “He loves to talk about acting,” she says. “And he’ll just, in..."
“He fancies himself a true thespian. “He loves to talk about acting,” she says. “And he’ll just, in the middle of the scene, stop and say, ‘Wait a minute, I need to get back to the craft.’ And I’ll say, ‘Okay man, whatever you need.’ And he’ll just, like, pace around a room or he’ll go punch a wall. You know, a lot of people don’t know that he used to be an acting teacher. He taught in his basement for, like, fifteen years before he made it in Hollywood — or ‘Holly Weird’, as he likes to call...
