my dad said with pretty serious energy:
"how can you be a writer without experience?! go out and see the world!"
in his mind this meant:
go to taiwan and fuck an asian girl. get that scar removed from your chest and be some sort of star. go to new york and start living your life

and i have nothing really against it. he's right about a lot of things, and he's wrong about a lot of things, and you can usually tell when hes wrong.

my mom said this:
"why do you want to be a writer? writers are so miserable, right?"

goddamn right mom. goddamn right! i'd much rather be a comedian, an actor, (not a painter)