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In Japanese, you call the sound of a pounding heart “doki doki” and we translate that to a whole spectrum of names from “badum” to “throb” to “thud.” I really agonize over which to use sometimes. I mean, “badump” is pretty clearly ...

My quest to put out Bird Kiss begins. First, I took stock of the situation, pulling up the script on the computer and evaluating it. No fonts were designated. That’s to be expected. It was a volume one, of course it didn’t have fonts assigned to it yet. That would be my first course...

The sun sets somewhere far to the other side of the skyscraper, sifting the houses of the Greater Los Angeles area in a pan of shadow, house lights twinkling like speckles of gold. The majestic outcropping of buildings known as downtown faded into night. Colors shifting behind the glass and soft ...

I know I cannot intervene. We’ve already primped her, fluffed her, brushed her, pimped her, and she’s got to make it on her own now. It’s sink or swim, fly or fall, live or die. She’s got six different stacks (I counted) on the display shelves. That just has to be enough. ...

The old cement hall rang with the calls of elated fangirls, driven into throes of ecstasy by $10 dvds of Yami no Matsuei, the shimmy-whisper of plastic bags loaded with loot, and the dull thud of the army of otaku trudging along through a paradise dripping with plastic-wrapped accoutrements. Som...

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