In my ongoing effort to make sure no one ever thinks I’m cool…


I’m going to post a couple sentences I just corrected in my latest draft of Man Bites World. See, I always give a copy to my wife to read. She’s severely dyslexic, and if I screw up a sentence she can’t just glide over it. She also catches plot dumbosity. For now though, a sentence or two:

“Take of this, would you, Ray?”

which of course is missing the word “care”, making it sound as though Rays reluctantly taking communion.

Remind sometime me to tell you the story of how I got into this life

Apparently, Yoda makes an appearance in this book.


I made long vertical slashes six inches apart, then I stepped up onto the ceiling and did the same to it.

No, Ray doesn’t really become Spider-man in this book.

Now I get to go to bed and stare at the ceiling, imagining all the screwy sentences we’ve missed.