Ask the Author: Mack Moyer
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Mack Moyer
Just saw this. Shit. 6 months late. More stories forthcoming. Poop jokes shall abound.
Mack Moyer
Don't beg for change at my intersection. I strangled three other homeless guys to get that corner to myself and I'll be damned if you're going to take it from me.
Mack Moyer
The new yacht in my grotto, bitches!
(Sigh)
...I live in a cardboard box.
(Sigh)
...I live in a cardboard box.
Mack Moyer
By staring at my laptop in tears or regretting all my choices in life.
Mack Moyer
Promoting Sketches of the Wigwam and finishing its prequel, tentatively titled, "I Have No Earthly Idea What To Call This Fuckin' Thing."
Mack Moyer
Through alternating highs and lows usually brought on from caffeine or alcohol.
Also, I get all my best ideas while drinking and smoking alone on the porch at night.
Also, I get all my best ideas while drinking and smoking alone on the porch at night.
Mack Moyer
The idea for Sketches of the Wigwam came to me when I almost drove my ambulance off the road in the coal country regions in Pennsylvania. (There was no patient in the rig, thankfully.)
Mind you, I've had very little experience driving on mountains, especially in a vehicle that handles as shitty as an ambulance.
The GPS went buggy after we finished a long transport. On our way back to base the annoying robot lady who lives in the GPS told me to turn onto a creepy dirt path. I could barely see the road because the mountain was foggy as hell that night.
I took one look at the path and said, "Nuh-uh." While trying to complete a U-turn I almost smacked into an old dude standing on the side of the road.
He wasn't a particularly scary looking guy, just some coal country hillbilly in sweatpants watching me. Something about that dude scared the shit out of me.
Two months later I finished a story about a Philly boy trying -- and mostly failing -- to navigate mountain roads. Oh, and getting hunted by the Wigwam, probably the most unpleasant mountain demon you'll ever meet..
Mind you, I've had very little experience driving on mountains, especially in a vehicle that handles as shitty as an ambulance.
The GPS went buggy after we finished a long transport. On our way back to base the annoying robot lady who lives in the GPS told me to turn onto a creepy dirt path. I could barely see the road because the mountain was foggy as hell that night.
I took one look at the path and said, "Nuh-uh." While trying to complete a U-turn I almost smacked into an old dude standing on the side of the road.
He wasn't a particularly scary looking guy, just some coal country hillbilly in sweatpants watching me. Something about that dude scared the shit out of me.
Two months later I finished a story about a Philly boy trying -- and mostly failing -- to navigate mountain roads. Oh, and getting hunted by the Wigwam, probably the most unpleasant mountain demon you'll ever meet..
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