I think it’s time we all stopped saying our writing sucks.

Realize that the magic comes in the editing process, when you shape and mold your words, add depth and strengthen imagery, hoist your pen like you would a Fender and thrashing out the literary equivalent of the punk rock power chord.

I loved Whack-a-Mole long before one could clobber critters in Frontierville.

Am I so overly maniacal that the only way to exorcise my inner demons is to club a robotic groundhog with a rubber mallet?