I See You, Ben. I Always Have.

Why Do All Your Brilliant Ideas Involve Felonies?

Ben Locked His Eyes On Mine For A Long Moment. Then, “how?” “how Do You Think?” I Smiled, Then Slapped Him Full Across The Face

You'll Start Talking, And Pretty Soon We'll All Start Nodding, And Then The Next Thing You Know, I'm Hang Gliding Off The Eiffel Tower At Night, Being Chased By Ninja Vampires

I've Been Accused Of Being A Minimalist Writer. I Don't Like A Lot Of Verbiage In There.

Death In Anonymity Is The Ultimate Insult To Human Dignity.