And now for something completely different…

Last August a friend of mine, Colin Harvey, died of a sudden unexpected stroke. He was in my fiction critique group, and we spend several years bashing each other’s efforts. He made it as a novelist, with two books to his credit. I haven’t reached that. Yet.

Today, I learned that one of his stories had been filmed.

The funny thing is, this film is based on a challenge he set in the critique group, based on random overheard phrases provided by group members. Every story had to incorporate all o...