San Francisco!!
Some of us writers just happen to be hanging out casually on this sidewalk by coincedence
I forgot to mention, we’re in a band, this is our album cover
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The real actual serious people, on a serious stage
Lauren Morelli & Alan Poul
Entourage action.
Airport paparazzi, what can I say
I forgot to mention, we make a great installation (—> 21c Art Gallery)
Not even the end of the night!
It’s possible that nothing will ever be as cool to me as this Japanese translation of my story “White People” in Shinchosha (excerpted from The Island Dwellers.) Look below for how Japanese handles the word “mansplaining”…
But like when can I move here.
There may be a giant spider on the wall, but this novel still needs to get written. 
Breaks for sunsets, kangaroo scouting, and a general monitoring of the entrances and exits of a giant Huntsman spider on the wall. (think: Australian tarantula.) 
We drove four and a half hours. We’ve seen a bounty of spiders, a faraway kangaroo, a dead kangaroo, strange birds, and a bright red centipede. My governing philosophy: Toxic Until Proven Otherwise. 
THE GOOD NEWS IS WE ARE ALL STILL ALIVE. 
…let you draw on the table. 